Andrew
The clock read 5:45 p.m. and Theo quickened his pace. The evening light filtered between the buildings on the grand avenue, dyeing the air a melancholic orange. He carried a stack of used books in a cloth bag and his mind was busy with the synopsis of the next one he planned to start. She was engrossed, almost colliding with a flower stand. On the sidewalk opposite, Andrew stopped. He had left the office half an hour ago and was heading to the subway, but the noisy traffic and the crowd of people at that hour forced him to pause. He took out a pair of headphones to isolate himself a bit from the hustle and bustle. Looking up, just as the pedestrian signal turned green, he saw her. Theo was about to cross. Her brown hair fell over one shoulder, and the light illuminated her in such a way that for an instant, Andrew thought she saw him suspended...
About Andrew
The clock read 5:45 p.m. and Theo quickened his pace. The evening light filtered between the buildings on the grand avenue, dyeing the air a melancholic orange. He carried a stack of used books in a cloth bag and his mind was busy with the synopsis of the next one he planned to start. She was engrossed, almost colliding with a flower stand. On t...Read more