Choosing the booth at the back of the restaurant had luckily been pretty painless. It seemed Nic shared the same level of paranoia as I did. The desire to always have a wall at your back and an unimpeded view of the rest of the room wasn’t always possible, but this morning we were lucky. &n...
I headed for home. It would have been easy to get a cab or catch the subway, but I needed the time to clear my head and walking was one of the best ways I had for doing it. I took the long route home; my feet carried me forward as my mind fought to come to terms with all t...