Dear Diary,
Where are you right now? Did I leave you back in dull, gray Chicago? That saddens me because Spira is currently soaking up the sun on South Beach! You don’t even know! Spira needed to escape from winter and find drinks served with many umbrellas and chunks of sugarcane in them.
I’ve been looking forward to this trip for many weeks. Many weeks… Not only because of the aforementioned beverages, but also because, for the first time ever, Spira is allowing a guest to accompany him to Miami. You may know Ryan Taylor as the slightly shorter, less handsome version of Spira. While those things may be true, he’s a hell of a mensch and is the kind of guy you want next to you in a foxhole in Nam. Or at a bar when some upstart hipster metalhead wants to make some noise about the Jews! Don’t get any ideas though, he isn’t better than me…
I’m having a great time, but I do miss the kids in Chicago. Good, sweet kids like Rehana, the Stonemason and, heck, even Daniel! It must be very bleak there. Conversely, it’s very exciting being near Spira. Just ask Ryan.
Meet me at the bar by the pool!
Spira