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Me either.

In a
way,
I
was
right
--
peop
le
live
very
well
on
Park
Aven
ue.
"Do
you
think
we've

done
every
thing
right
so
far?"
I ask
the
girls.
"W
hat
do
you

me
an?
"
ask
s
Ver
oni
ca.
"Do
you
think
we've
done
it all
right?
That
we
are
where
we
should
be?"
"I
thin
k
we'r
e
doin
g
just
fine,
"
repli
es
Aud
rey
swe
etly.
I nod to Audrey in agreement.
Yeah, fine. But shouldn't there
be more? Lately, I can't seem
to shake the feeling that I'm
missing something -- that there's
more out there. I feel like
spectacular, extraordinary
things are always happening to
other people -- but never to
me. It seems like the longer I
live in New York, the further
away I get from my New York
dream.
For
example,
my big
personal
success
for the
day will
be
making it
to my
apartmen
t without
falling
down.
"I
think
I'm
going
to
go
hom
e
and
pass
out,"
I
say
to
the
girls.
"
Me too," replies Audrey.

"Y
our

pla
ce
tom
orr
ow
?"
ask
s
Ver
oni
ca.
I
nod
as
I
wre
stle
the
hoo
k
for
cont
rol
of
my
bag.
A few air kisses
later and I'm on
my way home,
already
dreaming about
the one perfect
thing I know I'll
have today --
six and a half to
seven hours of
wonderful,
comalike sleep.
Copy
right
©
2005
by
Sara
h
Cast
ellan
o
and
Emily
S.
Morr
is
M
or
e
fr
o
m
in
si
de

th
e
b
o
o
k
.
. .
ba
ck

to
th
e
bo
ok
s
pa
ge
.
. .
Cover
design
and the
Libby
Street
logo by
Giuseppe

Castellan
o. ©
2005
Giuseppe

Castellan
o.
W
eb

sit
e
de
sig
n
by

L
Fl
o
w
er.