'Just this once.'
So she went downstairs alone.
She hailed a cab out of her neighborhood and went to a small diner.
After eating a bowl of wontons, she strolled along the bustling city streets.
The streets, teeming with traffic, were a medley of assorted sounds.
Nora Ainsworth wore denim shorts and a simple white T-shirt. Her petite frame weaved through the crowd as she walked, eating a few barbecue skewers she held in her hand.
When she reached a high-end bridal shop, she stopped in her tracks, her eyes fixed on the wedding dress in the window.
'She'd had wedding photos taken once.'
'But the wedding never happened.'
'Will I ever have the chance to wear one?'
She stood there for over ten minutes before finally walking away.
Somehow, her wandering feet led her near Grant Group Tower.
The lights were still on in one of the offices, a clear sign that someone was working late.
