Happy Days

3: The Searchers

Potsie gave her directions to the restaurant and returned to the stage for the finishing act. She found a spot off to the side, laughing and moving to the beat of the music.

It had to be the fastest changing act in the history of entertainment. Potsie wished the band and everyone a Happy New Year, heading to 'Arnold's' and the non - date. Entering the restaurant, he spotted the white scarf immediately; she sat with her back to him, a young couple was seated facing her. They were sitting at his favori table, close to the cuisine for quick service but not too close that one had...

Time was very important to Roger Graves. Time was money his father had drilled into him. And if toi had enough money toi could indulge him your heart's desires. Roger wasn't his real name and he wasn't rich but his tendencies were simple. Lightning lit up the medium priced motel room as one of his simple desires opened the bathroom door. The room of thunder announced the arrival of a towel wrapped Cornelia.

"I hate storms." The slim, twenty - an - old girl stated for the fifth time this evening. The rain had started as a douche turning quickly to a real gully - washer. Cornelia repositioned...