Ray's house

Walnut St

Middletown, Connecticut

Ken: Hi, Ray. I got you some McDonald's!

Ray: Thank you, man. *takes his Quarter Pounder and eats it*

Ken: How are you feeling today?

Ray: Still grieving. *drinking his Coke*

Ken: I know, but you have to move on, Raymond. She lived a good life. Tell you what, buddy. I'll get you a pizza later. That way, you won't have to cook.

Ray: Thanks, my dude. Appreciate it.

Ken: Of course. Plus, it's too hot out.

Ray: Again, thank you, brother. *takes another bite of his Quarter Pounder*

Ken: Anytime. *pats his shoulder*

This story was written on Saturday, June 5th, 2021.

A/N Isn't Ken such a great friend? He is there for Ray, during this difficult time! Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.