Send me down to Tucson
By henry Himmler
Greg looked up from his beer, at the smokey barroom. He sighed as he walked up to the bar and said well bub I need to get ill be seeing you guys later. The bartender said see yah. As greg walked out the door he looked back into his past, three years ago he had a loving wife, a family but all of that changed the night he came home and found a note on the door and her car gone out of the garage. As he walked to his old car and got in he opened up the console and pulled out a 38. Snub nose. He closed his eyes as he put the barrel to his head he heard a click as he pulled the trigger. He put the gun down and started up the car heading down southwest. He decided he finally had a good chance to be happy. He always wanted to do somethings with his life. Just then he heard the beeping of the alarm clock he got up as he hit the clock he realized that it wasn't the clock it was his phone, he picked it up and heard ted on the other end saying that the company was sending greg down to Tucson to train the new guys how to install phone towers. Greg smiled and said ill do it, as he hung up the phone.
Three days later
As greg stepped off his plane in the desert that was Tucson Arizona. He smiled as he looked out of his taxi going to his hotel. He saw that there was a bar across the street as he made a bee line for it like a moth to a flame. As he walked in the front door he ran into a woman he didn't pay much attention to her, he just said im sorry names greg as he helped her up. She said my names renee and its no problem no harm no foul. He smiled and said tell you what ill buy you a drink.