20 Hours to Florida – by: Dave

After getting Chris’s text that he was down the street with Zoe, I knocked on Bob and Lucy’s enormous red door. I had to clear away a spot that wasn’t covered with little yellow flowers attached to the vines that covered much of the weathered, wooden slats. Chris opened it and he was smiling asContinue reading “20 Hours to Florida – by: Dave”

Band Practice After The Cabin – by Dave

I plugged in my guitar as I watched Chris fiddling around with the mic. He seemed like he was OK today but I knew he couldn’t be. His face was badly bruised under his eye but he had a clean t-shirt on, wet hair from a shower and he was busy getting his gear setContinue reading “Band Practice After The Cabin – by Dave”