Taylor

Reluctantly, I join him at the table.

“What is up?” He asks.

I shake my head back and forth.

“Song of the day time,” he announces.

Shit! He doesn’t play fair. I’m feeling all kinds of awkward and confused, and now I have to sum it up in a song. Closing my eyes, I attempt to focus. I can’t find the perfect song. I grasp the first lyrics I can. Instead of summarizing, I recite a line of lyrics from the end of Total Eclipse of the Heart. ...