SEEING HEART
Ndulue Benard
When Jack got punched in the gut that’s when it was my turn to step in, and I hate to toot my own horn, but it didn’t take much to put him down.
Jack’s been my best friend ever since.
Once we closed for the day, we decided to stoke up the fire pit and have a few beers the Marcos imported from Germany. Sure, it was already warm out, but there’s something magical about sitting around a fire while you toss back beers with your friends.
Dishwasher Marco brought down his guitar and played a few songs. His renditions of “Hotel California” and “House of the Rising Sun” are my favorite, he has just the perfect amount of gravel in his voice for old school rock and he’s dreamy as hell.
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