Thursday, April 28, 2016

15. Poor Devin, Poor Devin, Pour Devin another
Mikey was sitting in the clubhouse when he read Devin’s message.  He smiled.  Had his son forgotten that he drove himself to the golf course?  Mikey had noticed Devin seemed worried and preoccupied lately.  He thought he knew why.

Looking up from his phone, he poured himself another beer from the pitcher and said to his golf buddies, “Poor Devin.  Girl troubles. I’ll need to have a talk and a beer with that boy when I get home.”

Today I will remember cluelessness sometimes comes in liquid form.  

Mikey, Repulsive, and Repugnant (c) 2016 by Ken Montrose

Mikey, Repulsive, and Repugnant is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance between the characters and anyone you might know is purely coincidental.

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