![]() In the corner of my eye, I noted how the people nearby glanced at him, then did a double take. In jeans and a T-shirt, with a ball cap pulled low over his brow, he was unrecognizable as the global mogul the world thought it knew but still so innately compelling he affected everyone who walked by. ![]() Had I demanded more of him than I had of myself ? I was shamed by the possibility that I’d pushed him to evolve while I had remained obstinately the same. ![]() Now, I stood in the face of his courage and doubted my own. Just hours before I’d thought he might never change, that I would have to compromise too much to share my life with him. That show of vulnerability and affection cut right through me. I cupped his jaw in my hands, felt him nuzzle into my touch. How had I ever managed living without him? How had I ever lived without the cacophony of Manhattan? My condo on the Upper West Side had the level of soundproofing expected in a multimillion-dollar property, but still the sounds of the city filtered in-the rhythmic thumping of tires over the well-worn streets, the protests of weary air brakes, and the nonstop honking of taxi horns.Īs I stepped out of the corner café onto always-busy Broadway, the rush of the city washed over me. New York was the city that never slept it never even got sleepy. ![]() Who has been caught in the Crossfire with ![]()
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