A most fertile premise.
But oh… such a frugal harvest.
Shame oh shame.
At times I just kept watching for the mesmerizing allure of the cleavage of the female lead.
And I am a thigh man…
I may steal this premise when I finally return to some attempt to publish a novel.
What it is?
A man doesn’t want to go to a wedding party he’s been invited to and a woman is desperate to get home, but misses her last train.
He decides to help her out and the two grow close at a rapid pace.
And then it misses the spark to create fireworks.
The dialogue is also particularly unseasoned…