It’s vacation season and no one is more excited about the prospect of a trip than George!
George gets to accompany me, as well as K. R. Brorman, to the wilds of Virginia and C. C. Cedras‘ fabulous mountain aerie (not to be confused with “The Eyrie” – there is no Moon Door) where we will commune with nature, sip cocktails on the veranda, put our noses to the grindstone and fingers to the keyboard for our
semi-annual whenever-we-can writer’s retreat!
Now he’s sitting with his suitcase beside the door, waiting. Soon George, soon! One more sleep!