(Thanks to Adrian McMenamin for reminding me.)
Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.
(Thanks to everyone who donated this week! Here’s a Saturday post for topping the $50 threshold!)
Carynne worked her persuasive magic and Ziggy’s shrink, a sharp-eyed woman named Dr. Elizabeth Franks, arrived around the time I woke up. Everyone was in a holding pattern while she and Digger went off to the hospital.
Jonathan had to leave. He clearly didn’t want to. He really wanted to “be there” for me. I was touched. On the other hand I wanted to hide. I wanted to stick my head in the sand and have someone wake me up when the waiting was over. So it was just as well he had to go.( Read the rest of this entry »Collapse )