He walked through the saddened streets of London. The American had come as a stranger to his idea of paradise, or the closest thing to it. Paradise had taken a traumatic turn the evening before.
Ed had left his room at the Rose Court Hotel and found the natives of the United Kingdom in a state of mourning. All flags flew at half mast.
Eric D. Goodman has been writing fiction ever since that third-grade writing assignment turned him onto the craft more than a quarter century ago. Since the start of this century, Eric has been a full-time writer and editor in the Baltimore-DC area. He is actively involved in the literary community. NPR describes him as “a regular on the Baltimore literary scene.”