The Window

As I recall Otto at the window of the downtown hotel in LA a decade and a half ago staring out the window I could see his eyes were a window to his soul and that pane of glass an image of all that separates us from our past, our dangers, the big old world out there of good and evil.

I often reflect on that moment captured in my mind and all the other hotel rooms around the country I witnessed the same imagery. Things happen for a reason Otto says and the Boy at the Window was a natural subtitle for our book.

Do you have those mystical experiences that manifest themselves in real life. I'll bet you do.

Tell us about them. It inspires us in millions of ways!!'

Tom Hicks