"Amy continued her reps, but she quickly noticed something was off about him. His short brown hair spiked in several directions and he was wearing the...same shirt she'd seen him wear the day before and the one before that.Normally, Greg worked hard to maintain a decent appearance, but lately he seemed disinterested in such things. His obsession was eating him up.The unkempt nerd dropped his pants and underwear to the floor and sat on her bed while Amy continued her set. She was his cumrag, but. "How much money have you got mum?" Why?" Go on tell me." I've got a few hundred in the bank and this quarter of a million here."I fished my latest bank statement out from my inside pocket and showed it to her."That's what I'm worth mum." My God," she was shocked, "All that from one song?" Yeah, good isn't it?" Amazing."She watched wide eyed as I pushed my pile over to her."I can feel another song coming on," I laughed, "But honestly mum, I'm not going to take no for an answer, I know my father. The brigand suddenly let out a strangled cry and wrenched himself free of Artemas’ grip. Without even trying to retrieve his sword, he dashed out the open door and disappeared into the night. ====== Ross was busy brewing and Kenneth was outside, tending to the corral a few mornings later when the minstrel showed up. A tall, humorless looking man with a floppy old shapeless hat perched on his head and a thick canvas bag on his back. Wild locks of rust-brown hair stuck out where his hat. Seeing no one, I'd undress, fold my pants, place my shirt, underwear and socks on them. Put my shoes back on and pretend I was the last person on earth. I loved the way leaves felt laying on them, sometimes I'd pile them up and jump in them. I'd play out there for hours. During the summer break I'd get up early and go there. One day I was feeling adventures and went further than normal. I found a pond. I looked around and didn't see any houses. I took off my shoes and started swimming. It felt.