The Partnership aka Bad DeaconChapter 7
Jules and I stayed in a courtyard hotel Friday and Saturday nights. Marcy didn’t want to have breakfast with us, so we drove away before we stopped for gas and coffee. “We have one more night before it’s back to reality. Do you have any idea how we are going to play this, whatever this is?” I asked. “Shut up Deacon, Just enjoy our last full day of freedom,” Jules said. “Change of subject then, I thought Marcy looked good,” I said. “She does look good, but she is still struggling. A lot of...