Two weeks after game night at Northern Lights Retirement Center, I still laugh whenever I think about all those elderly people’s dirty minds. Then again, I hope I have one when I’m their age. I haven’t laughed that much in a long time.
A flyer slides through my mail drop and I pick it up off the floor Adam installed for me last week. He’s a hard worker but pretty quiet, which I guess makes sense given that he’s nursing a heavy heartbreak. As for his oldest brother, I’m wondering why he’s suddenly disappeared this week—even though I shouldn’t care what Cade gets up to.
Reading the piece of paper, I’m happy to see that the committee hasn’t selected my company as one of the duos for this month.
Twisted Stem and Fired Up will be teaming up for the duo this next weekend.
Come to Fired Up an
