Chapter 15: It’s a bittersweet feeling to know
Zoe
“Who are you?” I ask the good-looking dark man standing before me. Something about the way he gazes at me makes my skin crawl. It feels like he could see deep inside my soul. It’s a wet and dreary night out. I was just walking home from working at the fabric factory when I ran into this man. My best girl, Clara, and I planned on visiting the new speakeasy in town. Apparently, the proprietor is very handsome. The man steps in front of me, snapping me out of my thoughts. This is not the first time I’ve seen him, though. I saw him several days ago when I was at the juice joint near Lexington. He was drinking hooch and talking to that Milquetoast Lenny. My friend Clara spotted him right away. The gent is quite handsome if you c
