The diner was empty apart from the guy in the corner. He’d been eyeing her all night. Patty was used to eyes on her, sometimes they felt like insects crawling across her deadened skin.
Image Credit: club Bow, NYC (now closed) from Daily Details Locals call him Red-Eye, always off a midnight flight – he walks crisp in his business suit and blown-back hair […]
Viv Martin felt the push of a suit behind her. She rolled up her newspaper and shoved it under her armpit, put her hands back in her coat pockets and made […]