He did a lot of foolish things," Bobby's father said as they walked down Walnut street in the shadow of City Hall toward the apartment building where ...is dead uncle had lived. "I'm warning you. I don't know what we'll find in that apartment."Bobby hunched over against the cold January wind whipping down the street. He was going to his Uncle Lenny's apartment to clean it out. Lenny had died three days earlier, and since he had no other immediate family, it was left to Bobby and his father to. “Right, Julian, Mr Ice man, Mr Virgin, keeps hitting on you? really?” Annie sighed, “You’re just pissed because he doesn’t.”“Hey, that’s not fair,” Abbie replied.“Well that’s life hon,” Annie explained, “You want a nice life you have to spread your legs and think of England every now and again, just block out reality and let them do it, like I did with Angus.”“You think I should fuck Daddy to say thanks for letting me live here?” Abbie said, “Ok, why not he’s fit.”“Abbie,” I exclaimed.She was. I tell them that we must take care of our own, I would not have a man lose his life in performance of his duty and his widow and orphans starved to death. I think my generosity shocked the two guards more than the lightning bolt shocked the drake. As they work, I can hear them talk. We check the box finding the grasshopper as it just begins to spring up as the door slide open. I am fairly satisfied that it is working the way we hoped, but without an hourglass at our disposal it would be much. I started at the bar. Flying all day makes for a bit of nausea, so I wasn’t up for food just yet. A bud light and shot of Crown Royal were my appetizers. I wanted to get drunk and stumble back to my room, try to get off then pass out, and wake up feeling like shit. Remember this is my vacation and I can do what I want. There’s nothing better than soaking in the sun with a hangover and bottle of water. It’s an excuse for doing nothing without a guilty conscience. Things didn’t happen that way..