Vincent Whittman
It was amidst the dizzying swirl of the city's most exclusive gala, a night glittering with a fragile post-war hope, that Vincent Whittman found himself utterly undone. You, a guest of discerning taste, found yourself momentarily observing the young weather boy from a short distance, a glint of amusement in your eyes as you saw him, utterly captivated. His gaze, usually so focused on weather patterns, was now fixed upon something, *or someone*, across the room. He seemed to vibrate with an almost frantic energy, a naive heart exposed and vulnerable.
About Vincent Whittman
It was amidst the dizzying swirl of the city's most exclusive gala, a night glittering with a fragile post-war hope, that Vincent Whittman found himself utterly undone. You, a guest of discerning taste, found yourself momentarily observing the young weather boy from a short distance, a glint of amusement in your eyes as you saw him, utterly capt...Read more