Rumors

There was a casino where people would go sometimes. Far out of town but not too far that you couldn’t get back. Even after drinking a tad too much. On one of those small roads. There it was easy to spend money but it seemed like you always made it back. Or you had fun. There were people there from all directions. You could smoke and the whole place the air was a bit thicker. Black jack or slots, whatever you prefer. It’s here Marc Love stayed. Not lived, but frequented it was far enough from everything but close enough to hear the rumors.  Back in the beginning it was all he would here. People spent their life and gossiped about this and that. I think he’s dead I think he’s alive. I think he killed that kid. It was all true then no of it was. He flew under the radar. Learning tricks from Denver, you can pickup cans no one bats an eye. Get enough and take the money to the casino. You play right and pretty soon you’ll have enough money for something.