Susan Wyland, the managing editor of Real Simple, a new magazine from Time Inc. that will arrive on newsstands in two weeks, sat in her austere office last week and showed off proof pages of the first issue.
For the first four weeks I sat in the exact same spot day-in and day-out, staring at the reflection through a cell-door window to make sure nobody would sneak up behind me.
Then you spent two acutely stressful weeks sat in a sports hall failing to calculate the molar concentration of a hydrochloric acid solution or trying to remember the key dates of the American Civil War, and another agonising month waiting to find out that yes, yes, you did it: you got your precious 2 1.
The barn at Laurel Park, open for less than two weeks, still sits in the middle of a construction site.
A doctor who visits three times a week sits at a desk next to a toilet.
A petite stranger in a scarf showed up every day the last two weeks and sat in the same seat, in the second-to-last row, by the aisle.
For seven weeks, we sat together, and in all that time he did one thing: studied the Torah.
For five weeks, he sat in the rehearsal room, at a small wooden table to the right of the director, Wilson Milam, in a state of high anxiety.
The 81-year-old Elmont resident, who suffered a stroke and was transferred to Glengariff three weeks ago, sat in a wheelchair while an occupational therapist helped her learn again how to prepare simple meals.
For two weeks, Haas sat next to his father's hospital bed, wondering if the man who first took him on a tennis court at age 4 would wake up from a coma.
