"All the variety, all the charm, all the beauty of life is made up of light and shadow."
Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
Evan left at five in the morning. I remember my alarm going off with cathedral bells before I shut it off. I slipped back to sleep and didn't awake until seven when my alarm chimed once more. Damn, that alarm was so loud!
I went to the kitchen and greeted the espresso maker. "I know you are a machine, but I love you." I made myself a cup of cappuccino and gazed out my windows to see the city waking below. I showered, dressed in a simple suit and my pearls. I pulled my hair into a loose topknot and sprayed on a tiny bit of Coco Chanel. I made myself another espresso and smoked a cigarette out of my bedroom window.
I was going to meet one of Evan's friends. I felt like this
