By New York standards our apartment building is not very big with 16 floors and 187 apartments, and over the years we’ve come to know many of our neighbors altho certainly not all.
One day I was in the elevator when a women I’d seen in the building – but didn’t know – got on carrying a book. A reader myself, I couldn’t resist asking her what she was reading. She showed me her book and we talked about the author whom we both admired.
By the time the elevator got to the lobby we had made a lunch date and I had invited Liz to join my book club.
And now years later Liz and I are fast friends – thanks to the fortuitous timing of that elevator ride!
