Chapter Eighty-Seven

Janice Coraopolis met Hercules at the picnic and held his hand until both of them had sweaty palms. Then they switched hands.

Hercules the Greater brought his guitar. He seemed to have a gift for that, too. He played just about all of John Denver’s greatest hits.

When he was done Miss Kravitz set up her keyboard and played some different things – she called it jazz music. Like tortilla chips of old – this jazz music was something that no one really knew anything about and were a bit intimidated by.

Frankly they were uncomfortable because there was nothing to sing along with. They nodded their heads politely.

She wrapped up her set to a rousing round of applause. Once her gear was stowed away – she retreated to Roger and Louise’s weeping willow tree to enjoy a vegetarian hot dog.


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