Roberta
I was coming to the end of my workday. I'd had meetings and clients in and out of my office all day. I had been dutifully distracted and hadn't had any time to think about all the craziness that was going on in my life suddenly. Now that I was finally alone, my mind turned toward last Friday when Chuck barging back into my life.
He looked much the same as he did when he was here with us, just a little older. The years had been good to him. Really good. His sandy hair with a few streaks of gray at the temples, had been tossed by the wind. Florida had a law that you didn't have to wear a helmet when riding a motorcycle. There was a special license you had to get, but many people took advantage of it. Moe did as well unless he went on a long ride out of the county, which didn't happ
