Passionate graduate student suddenly shows up at the poet's cabin in the woods.
While Jason Petrov stood at the stove, stirring his oatmeal in the boiling water, he repeated the line of the new poem he was working on, trying to get it right, when the telephone rang and shattered his concentration. Damn it! Who the hell could that be? He closed his eyes and slammed the spoon down on the counter, sighed deeply, then walked over to the phone, shaking his head....Read On