February 2nd, 2017

darons guitar


Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

Ziggy and I slept in the same bunk. Good thing we’re small.

We didn’t conk out right away. We lay there, spooned, our heads on the same pillow, talking quietly for a little while.

“I guess I really can’t get out of going to your family Christmas this year,” Ziggy said with a low chuckle.

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