Excerpts from the forthcoming book “The Last Woman & Me.”
The truth can only be found
when you’re willing to search for it
without the fear of what you might find.
The hum of the city echoed through the taxi’s frame, rhythmic, familiar. Austin Halloway sat beside Harriet in the back seat, watching the skyline shrink in the rearview with every passing block. The towering buildings, once symbols of his past life, blurred into the distance, dissolving into something he was finally ready to leave behind.
It was the Spring of 2004. Austin had given up on love, opting for adventure—the thrill of living in the moment rather than regretting a past he couldn’t change or imagining a future that may never come.
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