Helping Out a Friend
It was one of those summer saturday afternoons; beautiful weather, and working around the house getting chores done. I was mid-task, in a groove and not thinking about anything else going on, when I was pulled back into the world when my phone buzzed in my pocket. After stopping what I was doing and fishing the phone out of my pocket, I was surprised to find a text from my friend Don. Don’s another married guy who I’ve played with sporadically in the past, but we don’t chat very often. He was...