He rolled up on his bike. ”Hey ladies!”
“Hello, sir!”
“How ya doin today?”
“Good! And yourself?!”
“Good. Just waitin on my friend to come, I don’t see him tough…” He trails off.
“You girls go to college?”
“Yes sir”
“You play Instruments?”
“Umm, no?”
“I do! I play the harmonica!” ”Here’s O Suzanna”
He proceeded to play the most beautiful harmonica sound I’d ever heard. He was a beautiful man. The world is full of beauty. So much beauty.
