She was his wife of twenty-two days, Elise Shifrin, a poet who had right of blood to the fabulous Shifrin banking fortune of Europe and the world.
She was in her mid-twenties, with an etched delicacy of feature and large and artless eyes. Her beauty had an element of remoteness. This was intriguing but maybe not. Her head rode slightly forward on a slender length of neck. She had an unexpected laugh, a little weary and experienced, and he liked the way she put a finger to her lips when she wanted to be thoughtful. Her poetry was shit.
Wanted to give Sarah a proper welcome to the limo. Did you see all of the exciting casting news this week? So many characters cast! Who will be on the next paper?
Have a nice weekend! *tries not to quote “We die because it’s the weekend.”* Oops…;)Follow @CosmopolisFilm on Twitter and Facebook!