When the love of your life leaves you, all you can do is go fishing. Just make sure you have the right bait.
Cinder Block Solutions left rather disgusting after effects—PhotoShop couldn't patch up the mess.
She was all smoke. A wisp of the woman she once was. She gazed through gin-blurred eyes at the image that stared back at her from the bar's mirror--an anamorphic fun-house mirror shadow of the woman she once was, the woman she could have still been.
Lila had played the sycophant, but this only angered Frank, and Harriet had screamed at her that they didn’t need a groupie.