It’s amazing where the flames of inspiration come from.

 

I got my latest spark from a book I picked up…somewhere…I don’t even remember where.

I loved title as it was all about a bookstore and Paris. Two of my favorite subjects. How could I resist?

And there it was.

An unused First Class boarding pass on Qatar Airways for a flight from Doha Qatar to Columbo Siri Lanka, dated October 2015, tucked into page 13. With what appears to be a small blood stain in the upper right hand corner, and words that translated from Briton reads: “dirty martini to room 138”.

WOW.

I Googled the passenger’s name, came up empty handed. Googled the Flight number and found it’s a daily round trip route from Qatar still being run to this day. Flight history says that for the date listed on the boarding pass, it’s arrival was 15 minutes late.


What to do?

A new novel?

Or just a 50Word piece for Volume 2?