JERRY

Jackson’s by the river again.

Sitting in the same wet spot as yesterday. It must be hard to go through all that without the woman you claim loves you, or you love. I sigh.

He has the same stillness in him. Like he wanted the river to flow through him. I can't say I understand him, as much as I wanted to. The sunset glows at the top of the river, so beautiful, but being closer makes it better. The sound of the flowing river like music that soothe the soul.

There he is, sitting at ...