Deacon St John Days Gone 소설 & 이야기

Just as they finished dinner, the home phone rang. Melissa answered it and summoned Christine. "Hello, Christine. I don't know if you remember me. I'm John Dixon, but I go by William Ace. I worked the Mike Smith benefit, and you were girl dancing on YouTube. I've been asked to emcee a memorial tribute Saturday evening at the Church of Saints. It's that big church over on Third Street.”

I could not fail because I let some not committed people write a sloppy report. "Great, now that we are done with this stupid group project, I need to leave. See you at the party Marcus. I am sure it will be lit."Eric told Marcus winking at him then he turned to look at me. "April, see you on Monday for the presentation. I know we will not cross paths during the weekend." Eric mocked me with a smile. I knew what he meant with his statement. He and the other guy left with him. His name was John. He was a quiet one but he still hung out with the cool groups. It was now just me and Marcus. "Ready to go see Alex?"Marcus asked shoving his backpack on his shoulders.