By Robb Lanum
Dan likes to wear a red shirt, drive to some random Target in the middle of the day, and just start ordering people around.
In the car afterwards, Dan and Z-104 cling to those same songs from high school. 1986. You give love a bad name.
Dan thinks about his soon-to-be-ex-wife. He thinks about that girl in high school he’d never had the nerve to call. It’s funny: he can’t remember her face exactly, but he can still remember her phone number. That long dial tone.
Dan drives to another Target. People there listen to him more than his kids do.
Good one, Robb. The mental picture I get of Dan in his red shirt makes the story sing.
Thanks for the kind words, Roy
What a nice read. I enjoyed your story Robb and that song now is stuck in my head. 🙂
Thanks, Joy. And you’re welcome!
How droll (In a good way). Love it!