The melody floated through the room.

You can't say we're not satisfied

But Angie, Angie

You can't say we won't try

Angie you're beautiful

And it ain't time to say goodbye

Angie, I love you

It ain't time to say goodbye

As the last cord died away, I sat my guitar down and said "Thanks, guys" without ever taking my eyes off Angela. Her green orbs were looking back at me with such incredible need. I picked her up and ...