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…