Oh Daddy

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

The doorbell rang while I was on my second cup of coffee, which was after I had tried all the pies. The caterers had set up a big pitcher-Thermos sort of thing with the last of the coffee and had just left, so when it rang everyone assumed it was them coming back for something they forgot.

Remo opened the door and let out a force-yet-surprised-sounding “Well, hey!”

I could hear Digger’s voice before I could see him.

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