The Peacock 1549

Well, I do mind. I am not ready to entertain Chuck again as a house guest, nor will I ever be ready. But I am not going to turn him out either. God seems to have thrown us in each other's paths, and he was a hostage of the Kid Jesus on his island for fifteen years. I think I hear him having a conversation with Jesús. Something about Colombia. Now a text from Erik. "Where the fuck are you" I will call him first, since he is the one with the greatest need. Then I will go out and face the music...