Elliot couldn’t escape his previous cramped quarters quickly enough. Sparing them one brief backward glance, he raced off to seek adventure and fortune. And who knew? Maybe even romance.
To be continued…
“Wait a minute. That’s it? That’s all? You call yourself a writer?” You, feeling cheated by such brevity.
Yes, that’s it, that’s all, and I do call myself a writer, thank you very much. But I want you to
get your money’s worth be happy, so I’m offering you a twofer.