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Sandwiches finished, Keith and Kisa took their sodas and started walking toward the IRT. They got to the nearby entrance ...

They sat on leather-cushioned wrought iron benches outside a gyro bodega in the small park behind the Chrysler Building. A ...

Keith had studied Kisa there in his London hotel’s lobby as they’d toasted his good fortune to be fully booked ...

Keith woke surprisingly refreshed. Hopped out of bed, went straight to make coffee, promising himself that soon as he was ...

  As long as he was downtown, Keith decided to swing by Sheridan Square. If, for nothing else, to see ...

How in the hell do you get someone to want you back? Keith was always a firm believer that you can’t ...

Keith stashed his guitar at the studio and went for a walk to clear his head. He walked awhile, found himself at ...

The guys were hunkered down in the studio lobby munching on sandwiches and chips, sipping beer. Cooling their heels, shooting the ...

Katie had eased the door barely ajar, just enough to eavesdrop on Keith’s heated exchange with Samantha. When Keith responded to ...

Everybody was fed up, waiting around for the session to get underway. Few folk are more irritably restless than a bunch ...

Keith let the shower water pour over him, pleasantly jolting his bourbon-soaked brain into a reasonable semblance of awareness. As ...

One thing at a time, Keith reasoned, sipping his coffee, chewing the bagel, debating whether to change clothes or keep ...

Luis, Keith mused, had given him hell about dropping him off at his doorstep last night lit up like a ...

Maria cut Keith and Luis off. After one had downed several double-Jack-rocks and the other polished off as many Margaritas. ...

Keith looked lost. “Yeah, well, Louie, I thought she was the one, too. Then, well…” “Well?” his friend retorted. “Well ...

He saw Helen to a cab, pretty much poured her into the back seat, made a show to the driver ...

Their food came. Keith studied his plate of spaghetti and meatballs, dropped the napkin over his lap and began playing ...

  The first thing Helen St. James wanted to talk about was Lesli. “From what Gerry and Luis say, this ...

      Lesli was getting a roll going. He knew he wasn’t going to get a word in edgewise. ...

    Many a man in his right mind would give an arm, a leg, and quart of blood to ...