A hand turns the heavy brass handle, pulling open the door to a private train compartment where...
A wooden box rests on a seat aboard a ferry as a hand gently touches its lid....
The rain lashed relentlessly against the dark window pane of the vehicle as Claire stared out into...
The diner counter smelled of old coffee and toasted bread, the wood worn smooth by thirty-five years...
The backstage air always smelled of aged velvet, dust motes dancing in the slanted shafts of warm...
The bride was halfway down the hotel staircase when the cleaner stepped in front of her....
The neon lights of the city bled into the sheets of heavy rain drumming against the glass...
The late afternoon sun cut through the dusty windows of the sprawling loft, casting long golden beams...
The golden afternoon light washed over the worn wooden planks of the railway platform, catching the dust...
Lightning fractured the ink-black sky outside as wind lashed rain against the weathered glass of the small...
