The Chair

The car stopped outside an old historical building. I wasn't sure if this was Peter's home or not. It was a rather interesting building and I found myself looking up at it when I got out of the car.

I walked towards Peter as he stood by his black chauffered limousine. He was dressed in a dark blue suit. I thought he seemed agitated as I stared at his stern straight face but I honestly couldn't fathom the real reason for him being here.

I got up from the chair and looked at Dr Darrell's fuming reaction. Was he annoyed about something? What was wrong?

Photo credit: Denise Larkin (taken in New York City)

Photo credit: Denise Larkin - Flat Iron Building in New York City