A Well Lived Life 2 Book 8 NIKAChapter 7 The Vibe
September 13, 1994, London, England “Steve?” a tall, good looking man with short, light brown hair and pale blue eyes asked. “You must be Jon!” I said, extending my hand. “Welcome to England.” “Thanks. It’s good to meet you! And I think I know why you said this place was ‘ideal’,” I grinned. “You saw the plaque at the front?” “I did! It’s perfect!” “Glad you appreciate it. I’ve grabbed a table,” he said leading me to it. “Now what’s your poison?” “Well, I don’t think I can take warm...