Grandma's House

When my sister and I finally finished laughing at the jerk who fired her, our thoughts turned to the past. She met some of the teenagers we used to play music with at church. Of course, they're all getting old! Seriously, we're gonna see what we can do about reuniting the old gang. Not for a musical reunion (I haven't played bass in a long long time), but for a dinner and yak fest. Some have married and divorced, but we were all close for a long time. Our group had keyboard, bass, lead guitar, drums, two trumpets, and a tambourine (for the girl who couldn't play anything else). We played a lot at church, but when we got out of school, we all went our separate ways. It will be good to see them all again.