After Talking With Steve

The light filtered through the clouds as they moved so quickly across the sky. Steve had been in Veloce talking with friends about Brett and I had been looking in the window to see what there was to see. We talked for a while and he was and remains a wreck. I am doing ok, but I don't have to ride by Brett's roadside monument twice daily nor do I have to console his grieving widow-lover-woman. Be safe everyone