Oh well, Peter now had six minutes to kill. Then next train was at 6:19. This would throw off Peter’s  own synchronicity. How many people in the city waited for the tall handsome stranger to walk in at the usual time? Now he would be late. He wondered if anyone else noticed all the tiny things in sync like he did.

The concept of time and losing time began to float into Peter’s head. He shook it off. Peter now had thirty-eight minutes to get from Union Square to the East River (FDR) Drive, which was eight avenues out. Along the way he had to stop and pick up breakfast, as well as food and drink to last him throughout the day.

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“Where is he? He always does this. He knows he has work…” Fionna jumped up into the hammock, turned on the reading light, and opened her Anatomy of an Ape text book.

This was her fifth year in New York. She came to the great metropolis after spending eight years in Florida. Fionna went through the public school system, although there was no lack of money. Francesco was still making a good living as captain of the “Ecstasy” a ship with the Carnivale Cruise lines.

She continued to study at the University of Florida and she graduated with a degree in Veterinary Medicine. After graduation and after peeling herself away from her over opinionated and over protective mom, she came north to New York.

Since her arrival, in this the greatest city in the world, she has been working at the animal emergency room on the East River Drive and 34th street. She loves her work there. Helping life, keeping these poor animals alive and healthy. She always attributed her love for animals as a result of her growing up in such a beautiful place.

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