Bette Gabrielle

Louise & Edgar

Louise White was about as ordinary as they come. With clear spectacles and a penchant for intricately knitted, oversized sweaters she thrifted from her local consignment shop in Brooklyn, you may have not noticed her passing you on the subway, or sitting across from you on the bus, but Edgar Valencia, he sure did. Each day the two of them, both bookworms with their noses nestled comfortably into leather bound tales of love and lives lived outside of the New York City shores, dreamed of settling into a place more quiet and serene than the bustling city streets. Louise and Edgar unknowingly had much in common. One of their commonalities, like I said, was a shared dream to move away from the city. They longed to one day purchase a cabin upstate, close enough to New York where they could both keep their jobs in publishing and communications, but far enough that they could lull themselves to sleep with the sweet sounds of owls, rather than the blaring screeching sounds of tires and sirens in the night.