It cut me off in my vending machine post…
Buddy called the girls off me, I went back to work, glanced over in the distance and sitting on a bench, smiling, liking at me like she is up to no good, was her sister.
Who I believe set that whole thing up. I know and she knows me. In fact it anyone knows what she went through when I left, it was her. SHE knew there was something between me and her sister and she knew if there was any tears shed by me leaving. I’m sure there was. Not at the time, I didn’t know, I know now, there was. She’s 2 years younger.
