New York. New Year's Eve. Walking the streets with Lillian Boxfish, in her 80s - but once she was the highest paid woman in advertising. Every step enjoyable.
New York. New Year's Eve. Walking the streets with Lillian Boxfish, in her 80s - but once she was the highest paid woman in advertising. Every step enjoyable.
"Izzy realized now that she acquiesced too quickly, that she had almost missed out on hours of wooing, the unfamiliar joy of being wanted, of hearing Dr. Grind offer up even more ridiculous promises, even more psuedoscientific reasons why her son would become a superhero, a genius."
Into the words of Mary Oliver, under my grandmother's afghan, beside the Christmas tree, next to the window where outside snow falls. Perfect.