“Well, here’s to us and Pizza Land,” Bradford declared, raising his glass of sparkling champagne.
Everyone was crammed into a black limo. Bradford’s son, Timmy, was sandwiched between him and his wife, Jill. Opposite them were Trevor, his wife, Laura, and two-year-old Faye. It was January of 1982. Brad and Laura had just sold their twenty pizza restaurants to a large conglomerate for over two million dollars.
I’m enjoying the story so far, Scott. The brothers seem like stand-up guys. I think what they did for Cory speaks volumes. Looking forward to the next installment!
To quote Cory, "That's so cool!" This promises to be a winner, Scott. I admire these two multi-dimensional, capable men already. I look forward to whatever occurs along the road for these two. I am sure they will be up for it.
Well done. Easy to read. I liked it and look forward to reading more.
I’m enjoying the story so far, Scott. The brothers seem like stand-up guys. I think what they did for Cory speaks volumes. Looking forward to the next installment!
Thanks Justin. Fiction is new to me and I am enjoying writing it.
To quote Cory, "That's so cool!" This promises to be a winner, Scott. I admire these two multi-dimensional, capable men already. I look forward to whatever occurs along the road for these two. I am sure they will be up for it.
Thanks Sharron, this is fun to write. I get to make things up and include motorcycles which I love.