I started it. It’s taking off in an unknown direction already. Will she go to Europe with her friend? What will she do? And hey, I even worked an owl into the first Page!
So, here’s a excerpt from the first chapter.
All that decided, I felt free. A squirrel danced at the end of an oak tree branch. I looked at it and grinned. I’m just as free as you are, I told it, and turned a cartwheel on the freshly-mown grass.
An elderly couple riding in a caleche passed me and I could see that they were discussing my behaviour. They probably thought I was high. Well, I was, but it was a natural high. I didn’t need drugs. I was free. I was twenty-two. I had a passport, a bank account and birth control pills. I could go where I wanted, do what I wanted, with whoever I wanted.
Now I wanted to follow my decisions with actions, so I headed down the way I had come, along the tree-lined path, past the big houses on Mount Royal Avenue, along McGregor to the lower campus of McGill, to the Administration Office. After filling out a form and talking with the registrar’s secretary, I wandered over to The Main and had a salad and a glass of beer, not my usual lunch. Then with a determined step I returned to Place Ville Marie and rode the elevator up to the fiftieth floor, where I confronted my legal colleagues.
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