Harbor Place: A Short Story
Baltimore, Maryland.
It'd been a long time since he'd been there, but since the book was based in Charm City, it made perfect sense that his editor sent him back for a book signing.
Everything was right there.
The little café.
The hole-in-the-wall pub.
The tattoo joint where they'd gotten matching tattoos.
The killer second hand clothes shop.
The record store.
All the places that held his memories, memories of the happiest time of his life.
He hadn't been that happy since.
And as he walked into the beautiful steampunk-esque Barnes and Noble in Harbor Place, Castiel Novak couldn't help but feel like he'd come full circle.
The place was mobbed, and there was loud applause as he walked in. He was led up to the second floor on the incredible glass escalators, and he took in the copper plated chimneys that used to be part of the former power …show more content…
The whole place was creepy.
The bookstore was much better.
Sweeping high ceilings and neatly organized shelves, bright lighting and genuine antique fixtures, and of course, the requisite Starbucks, this particular Barnes and Noble was lovely, and he felt a buzz of excitement sweep over him.
This was his hometown after all. Where he'd grown up and gone to college and made his first adult friends, where he'd fallen in love and…
He derailed that thought pretty …show more content…
An extremely talented one. He was accepted to the Maryland Institute on a full scholarship. His specialty, like David's in the book, was incredible, massive, mixed media paintings of angels. When I met him, he was in the middle of four pieces, each ten feet tall by five feet wide. Each one depicted an archangel; Michael, Gabriel, Lucifer, and Raphael. He mixed paint with unusual found objects such as car parts, nails, glass, broken pieces of tile and wood. I remember he'd made Michael's halo out of a hubcap. They were…amazing. Transcendent. To this day, I've seen nothing like them." Cas couldn't help the wistful tone in his
It'd been a long time since he'd been there, but since the book was based in Charm City, it made perfect sense that his editor sent him back for a book signing.
Everything was right there.
The little café.
The hole-in-the-wall pub.
The tattoo joint where they'd gotten matching tattoos.
The killer second hand clothes shop.
The record store.
All the places that held his memories, memories of the happiest time of his life.
He hadn't been that happy since.
And as he walked into the beautiful steampunk-esque Barnes and Noble in Harbor Place, Castiel Novak couldn't help but feel like he'd come full circle.
The place was mobbed, and there was loud applause as he walked in. He was led up to the second floor on the incredible glass escalators, and he took in the copper plated chimneys that used to be part of the former power …show more content…
The whole place was creepy.
The bookstore was much better.
Sweeping high ceilings and neatly organized shelves, bright lighting and genuine antique fixtures, and of course, the requisite Starbucks, this particular Barnes and Noble was lovely, and he felt a buzz of excitement sweep over him.
This was his hometown after all. Where he'd grown up and gone to college and made his first adult friends, where he'd fallen in love and…
He derailed that thought pretty …show more content…
An extremely talented one. He was accepted to the Maryland Institute on a full scholarship. His specialty, like David's in the book, was incredible, massive, mixed media paintings of angels. When I met him, he was in the middle of four pieces, each ten feet tall by five feet wide. Each one depicted an archangel; Michael, Gabriel, Lucifer, and Raphael. He mixed paint with unusual found objects such as car parts, nails, glass, broken pieces of tile and wood. I remember he'd made Michael's halo out of a hubcap. They were…amazing. Transcendent. To this day, I've seen nothing like them." Cas couldn't help the wistful tone in his