Moose had agreed to let me crash on their couch.
Threatening to kill him the last time we spoke had done nothing to ruin our friendship.
He gulped,How much money?
We were in our 20s and didn’t hold any grudges yet.
Bambi and I graduated high school in ‘74.
Moose was four years older than us and graduated high school with my sister.
They were good friends.
I had done some pretty outrageous shit with Bambi.
They both had the knack.
In many ways, including appearance, Bambi was a lot like Moose.
He rented us the U-Haul trailer we took to South Florida.
We hid the trailer in my father’s warehouse and used it for the trip home.
Bambi was more of a team player than Moose and a lot easier to get along with.
It wasn’t great, but at least I was no longer a cellar-dweller.
At least with Moose and Bambi, there was stillhonor among thieves.
Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental…
