PI D12

PI D12 BY MICHAEL "dee" HOUSE I had a dream, nightmare, last night. At the same time, my cell was receiving a voicemail by Jerry. A picture was in the mail. I copied it to my printer, running it off. The picture is what I show at Gary's Bar on A1A in Melbourne, Florida. I sat by Sharon Cook, who is smoking Virginia Slims, drinking Chardonay, and reading People magazine. I break the ice, "My buddy was having a party. My aunt and uncle said alcohol would cause my brain to explode--." "What???" "But Dad, my brain injury group, and common sense all told me it was a lie."