Epilogue: Something ends, something new begins
Keith stood at the window, gazing out, cigarette smoke drifting up his arm, watching the street stories below. He was wearing ...
Keith stood at the window, gazing out, cigarette smoke drifting up his arm, watching the street stories below. He was wearing ...
Lesli looked around and sighed at Keithâs overrun living room that was, she realized, now her overrun living room. What wouldnât ...
Keith never got much mail. Bills went straight to his accountant and he'd never been much of one for correspondence. ...
When they woke up again, they were even more exhausted. She sat up. In reflex, he rolled over, reaching for ...
Keith woke drained. Praying, God, if I never do nothing else in life right, please donât let me do ...
Lesli petulantly huffed and puffed, glowering after Kisa as she hailed a cab, got in and was gone, disappearing ...
Standing in the middle of the floor, it took a moment for Lesli to recover from Keith ordering her out ...
âUh,â Keith asked, âyou want something from the fridge?â Already heading to the kitchen. ...
By Charles Hallman Staff Writer Abdul âDukeâ Fakir, the sole surviving original member of the Four Tops, recently ...
 Lesli briefly froze, going through a few mental clicks to make sense of Keithâs remark. Then fell out laughing, pitching ...
He didnât know what else to do except say, âYou look great.â Of course, she looks great, stupid. Could you ...
Keith didnât wake until late the next morning. Sat up and felt great. Having figured out the solution to ...
Sandwiches finished, Keith and Kisa took their sodas and started walking toward the IRT. They got to the nearby entrance ...
They sat on leather-cushioned wrought iron benches outside a gyro bodega in the small park behind the Chrysler Building. A ...
Keith had studied Kisa there in his London hotelâs lobby as theyâd toasted his good fortune to be fully booked ...
As long as he was downtown, Keith decided to swing by Sheridan Square. If, for nothing else, to see ...
How in the hell do you get someone to want you back? Keith was always a firm believer that you canât ...
Keith stashed his guitar at the studio and went for a walk to clear his head. He walked awhile, found himself at ...
The guys were hunkered down in the studio lobby munching on sandwiches and chips, sipping beer. Cooling their heels, shooting the ...
Katie had eased the door barely ajar, just enough to eavesdrop on Keithâs heated exchange with Samantha. When Keith responded to ...
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