Being Christy - Part 4
Christy gets her man
I looked down at the city, checking my bearings and searching for the landmarks I knew. The station, the canal district, the shopping streets. At least if this didn’t work out I’d be able to find my way back. It was a dark, clear night and the skyline glowed through the clear glass of the 20th floor apartment I found myself in.I was in a modern, open plan living room which took up a corner of the flat, giving me a clear 1...