Wednesday, March 15, 2017

61. Boom
Most days the rehab is a funny, inspiring, hopeful place to be. Some days the bombs go off.

“Actually, I wanted to talk to your colleague, but you should know too,” Gerry’s uncle Harold said when I answered the phone. “Gerry and his mother passed away on Monday.  We’re waiting to hear from the coroner, but it looks like they overdosed on wine, painkillers, and Valium.” Boom.

I expressed my condolences and transferred the call to The Other Ken.  Twenty minutes later I was still staring out the window when I got a text from The Boss.

I will enjoy today. I don’t know what tomorrow brings.

Needles Not For Knitting is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance between the characters and anyone you might know is purely coincidental.

Needles Not For Knitting (c) 2017 by Ken Montrose

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