She was wearing the company uniform which was blue and had on high heels with what I guessed were stockings.“Hello, my name is Mark and I have a fli...ht for Miami via Spokane,” I told her.With her long nails, she typed in my name and took my passport. She too looked at me and the passport and scanned it.“That will do for the flight from here to Miami,” she informed me.I looked at her a little astonished and inquired, “I thought I was going through Spokane to Miami.”She looked at me and. As luck would have it, it turned out to be Dave. ‘Hey, Guitar Slinger,’ He bellowed into the phone. ‘Where the hell you hidin’ out at?’ ‘It’s a long story, Thumper,’ I said. ‘We’ll get together and I’ll fill you in on all the details. What’s on your alleged mind?’ ‘I need ya ta sling some guitar in a new group I’m settin’ up,’ He said. ‘You’re the only picker I know can handle a challenge any more.’ ‘What you got in mind?’ I queried. ‘I got a chick singer that plays keys out of St. Augustine. He had a temper," she stammered. "Not often, but a few times." She hesitated, not needing to elaborate any further. "But the life was very exciting. My mother and my brother, my friends too ... they told me to stay away from him. But you know me. I am stubborn." A wry expression emanated from her eyes, inducing me to crack a tight-lipped half-smile."He was my first," she went on, "and actually, my only one." Again, I knew exactly what she was alluding to, and I was astonished that she'd opened. .Anyway she says go ahead cause I'm gonna be a minute I'm buying scratch offs..as she kinda steps up beside me to look at the selection under the glass on the counter..I open my wallet a quarter falls out and I set my wallet down open on the counter..I quickly snag my quarter pay and turn tell her good luck and start towards the pumps..I couldn't help but notice she's looking at me with a definite different smile than the polite one she was sporting a min ago..anyway I'm at a far pump.im almost.