Homework from Dawn:
It was a cool autumn evening in Prague as Lenka walked home through Stare Mesto. She had been at Jo’s Bar across the Vltava discussing her favorite book, The Sun Also Rises, by Hemingway. It had been a spirited discussion with some of her American friends, who didn’t always take kindly to Hemingway’s chauvinism. But that was the times he had lived in.
Speaking of times, she smiled as she entered the town square. Fall was her favorite time of year here in Prague. The only way it could be better would be if she had someone to share it with. Currently, though, she was single. She had come close to marriage once, but her brother, her only sibling and her best friend, had helped her to see that it wouldn’t have been in any way good for her to marry that particular man.
She passed a street vendor selling nuts, and shook her head as she sped up slightly. Nuts gave her the sniffles, and she avoided them for that reason. She’d heard that some people were so allergic to them that their throats would close up if they even tasted one. She shuddered, thankful she didn’t have that particular reaction to them.
She could see the Powder Tower now and she stopped for a moment, remembering the man she had met there a year ago. He was visiting from America and he had hesitantly struck up a conversation. Upon finding out he was a writer, she had excitedly told him that she hoped to become one someday as well. He had smiled and encouraged her to follow her dream. And ever since, she had continued to write, buoyed by the fact that surely if he could do it, she could too…