On a recent flight from Washington, D.C. to New York City, a well-aged fashionista in a tailored black and tan cardigan, black slacks and shiny penny loafers read across the aisle from me for the duration of the flight. Her tortoise-shell reading glasses were perched on top of her head rather than on her nose. She had straight gray bobbed hair and red lipstick. A gold chunky statement necklace graced her slender neck. Occasionally, she would gasp, which caught my attention. What was she reading?
John Sandford's Deadline (a Virgil Flowers novel)
Seen anyone reading in public lately?