Chapter 6
When I returned to the apartment around midday, I could barely contain my excitement. Of course, my cab driver would have been the first recipient of my good news, had he actually spoken more than a word or two of broken English. But because he didn’t, I raced into the building and felt just about ready to explode.
In my energetic state, I sprinted up the four flights of stairs in lieu of using the elevator, all the while awestruck at the miracle of what a difference a single day made. Yesterday I had awakened with no new acting prospects on the horizon and zero expectations regarding anything even remotely resembling a love life; and now, just a little more than twenty-four hours later, I had secured the former. And regarding the latter? Funny, but in my optimistic mood, I als
