Mr. Blue Sky Was Mr. Red Flag
A drunk husband, a fast car, and a pregnant designated driver, 20+ years later the song still plays but the memory finally makes sense.
My So Called Summer – Part 1 – Riding the HOV Down Memory Lane
Drove back to Virginia to visit my BFF after a year apart. She'd changed after her stroke. I'd changed after the divorce. Absence did not make the heart grow fonder.
