Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.
Remo took Mel and Ford back to the motel, and I took Court and Ziggy. When we got there Remo asked if I wanted to pour one out for Jordan and I said yes. Ford could sleep through just about anything so we all gathered in Remo’s room where the motel staff had put a crib.
We each brought our water glasses from our own rooms and Remo poured us each a small amount of whiskey while saying, “I’m trying to cut down.”
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