Herself: Deeply touched by the day Surprise:: Marie wore yellow. Her sister brought yellow flowers, and G bought a bright yellow cake. What delightful serendipity. Reading: Skimmed that last one. Balance: Not eating dinner. |
There is a little row of Sears, single wall construction cottages. The big cottage was on the corner, and mine was next. Max lived next door me and we shared a driveway. There were two more cottages marching their way up this block long street just off the beach, and everyone in every cottage drank and did drugs.
Max moved away to find his fortune. G moved in with me, and we got sober. When we moved up to the big house Marie moved in to the cottage.
Drinking and drugs and madness…was my story from that small cottage. G, Marie, and Max have their horror stories. Each person living in each of those cottages have truly frightening stories to tell. Most of the friends I drank with from that time, died.
All of us from that group of cottages lived.
After a very slow lunch, we head for our cars.
I am full of admiration.
ReplyDeleteThe same with me, I am full of admiration.
ReplyDeleteYup, yellow's a happy color.
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