She looked across at me like Eva Marie Saint seducing Cary Grant in North by Northwest. My new cologne was working! She sipped her champagne and leaned closer. My heart was pounding. Her lips parted and she whispered, “Don’t you hate it when they wipe down the tables with disinfectant?”
It was a dark and stormy night many years ago in the city of London when Colin set off on his bicycle to ride around the world. He only made it as far as Hong Kong where he found work as a copywriter and is still planning his ride home.