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Chapter One - An Ominous Beginning Liz moved from Nashville to NYC with a camera, a dog named Loretta, a bunny named Ola Belle and a boy who shall remain nameless (forever, so don't ask). Jack-knifing her Jeep in the Black Mountains at midnight (carrying said dog and bunny and nearly killing them all) while hauling her belongs behind her did nothing to deter her from the move. Said boy had the foresight to fly to the city. True story. Once in Gotham City, she was suckered by said boy into a weekly gig playing rhythm guitar in his unorthodox string band. To appreciate the absurdity of the situation, you should know that Liz was not a musician, but had been recruited into the band for her innate sense of musical timing ("These Yankees don't have any sense of rhythm!", screamed frustrated said boy) . Not knowing how to finger chords, she stuck a playing card between the neck and the strings of an old junk-store guitar, laying down a raw backbeat. The band began to get a bit of a buzz. They landed on the cover of the Arts section of The New York Times, but all was not well behind the scenes. Liz quickly left the frustrated boy and sadly, the band. She took with her the camera, the dog, (and this time, an archtop guitar!!) - moving from one overpriced apartment in SoHo to another overpriced apartment in the East Village. Bunny Ola Belle is buried illegally somewhere on Sullivan Street . True story - don't tell anyone. Missing the weekly gig (and the free drink tickets) Liz