CHAPTER ONE What Happened to Holly Golightly? I sometimes visit places where I lived in the past - the houses and their neighborhoods. I like to see them again. There's a brown stone house in the East Seventies where, during the early years of the war, I had my first New York apartment. It was one room, crowded with an old red sofa and red chairs. The walls were dark and dirty from old cigarette smoke. The single window looked out onto a fire escape, a stairway that went down to the street. It wasn't a big place but it made me happy. It was my first home, and my books were there, and a box of pencils...

Автор Hioshidzuka, сайт https://fanfics.me/fanart26470 Chapter One. The Boy Who Lived. Part 2 of 6 "Mr Dursley is at work": from “Mr Dursley always sat with his back to the window…” to “He was still determined not to mention anything to his wife...