
Shortly before Dad died, he told me that someday he'd write about all the characters in the bar he owned, The Royal Gardens. He never got around to it, so I guess I'm the one to tell what it was like living at The Royal Gardens. However, my story will be different from his. I wonder how he would have told it. I'll never know for sure, but I think he'd say he had a rollicking time every day schmoozing with the psychiatrists and attendants that patronized The Royal Gardens.
We publiceren alleen reviews die voldoen aan de voorwaarden voor reviews. Bekijk onze voorwaarden voor reviews.