A big, good looking dude wearing a safari hat walks through the door around two.
Is there an old goat in here named Jerry Fowler?
I wouldn't call him that, but I know who he means so grin and say he's just left. Though strangers, it's easy to tell we are both fond of the same guy goat.
Before Jerry left, I walked in on him calling Kate to tell her that her beautiful mirror in the ladies' room has just sold. We high five each other, as happy for her as if it was something of ours. That's how it rolls.
Here
On a Monday
Sharon
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