“Hey Frank, lookie here.  We’ve got some new meat!”  Herb sported a gray sponge of hair on both sides of his bald head, connected by two desperate strands of hair that he immediately smoothed with his forefinger. What are you talking about Herb?  Too early in the morning to think about that stuff.” “Look over at the door by the sign – in girls.” Frank looked in the direction of Herb’s gaze Read More