Best Friend s Homecoming
Mike Reynolds groaned as the first rays of sunlight shone through his bedroom window and danced across his face. The drumline that was performing in his head kept a steady beat as his world came into focus. When his eyes had cleared enough, he looked up at his alarm clock and noted the time: 11:30 AM. “SHIT! I missed work today!” he bellowed as he rolled out of bed and immediately fell to the floor. The thirty-year old cursed at himself as he attempted to rise to his feet and failed miserably....