“Damn, you may not make it out of the bedroom dressed like that,” Melody marveled. Along the way, he got a hug from Darcy and a friendly head-slap from Stuart, who playfully threatened, “Hands off my girlfriend.” As he packed up his equipment in the greenroom, Melody came in with Mike’s parents, marveling at his performance. Not the ONLY thing he’s got no shot in hell at. It always took place on a Sunday afternoon, with a large party for all employees and their significant others following. Despite the intensity of the situation, she was in excellent spirits, smiling and holding Stuart’s hand affectionately. Does that guy… look familiar?”
“It sure does… he’s clean shaven, but there’s no mistaking that look in his eyes; it’s Stephen. A nice, quiet beach in Tijuana sounds fantastic, just me and my wife, but I never pass up an opportunity to, shall we say, point out areas for improvement,” Ray shot back.
