On February 29th in a leap year, Mitch Lucas shook hands with destiny. An extra one quarter day left over each year that added up to one day out of every four. A day mankind needed to balance the books after he discovered the passage of time.On a blustery, rainy day in Seattle Washington Mitch was privileged to listen to the most genuine and peculiar stories he ever heard. Divine intervention or quirk of fate? — He did not know. Come in out of the cold, where it is warm to Mitch’s favorite coffee shop and eavesdrop.EXCERPTMitch sat back in his chair and took a long slow look around the coffee shop. Every person at each table was engaged in conversation. Hand gestures with facial expressions to emphasize key elements of story. How could people be so engrossed in their own narrative and yet oblivious to their surroundings? He looked around at the nameless faces and recognized someone sitting at a table away from the crowd—in the darkest corner. No paper, no coffee, just sitting there looking out the window.
advertisement