Anything can be the start of something new, and sometimes it can be an object as inane and insignificant as a pencil. As the title suggests, it is this precise object that the plot pivots on.
A woman is enjoying a run all by herself one bright morning in a park when she comes across a familiar face. However, the twist in this sweet, lighthearted story is that the face is only familiar to her, not the other way round. She remains playfully persistent throughout the conversation, and eventually leaves when there is little chance of any progress. It is at this juncture that things take an unexpected turn, but where could they be potentially headed for our two characters?
Read LessA woman is enjoying a run all by herself one bright morning in a park when she comes across a familiar face. However, the twist in this sweet, lighthearted story is that the face is only familiar to her, not the other way round. She remains playfully persistent throughout the conversation, and eventually leaves when there is little chance of any progress. It is at this juncture that things take an unexpected turn, but where could they be potentially headed for our two characters?
