Iggy’s in his window, watching. I’m out front of our place, playing fetch with Bernie. The lacrosse ball – I love it’s crazy bounce! Bernie pauses, armed cocked. He’s looking at Iggy.
“I’m a little worried about him, Chet,” he says. “So are some other people. Did you know there’s a Free Iggy movement?”
Not only don’t I know that, I also don’t have a clue what it means. Just throw the ball, Bernie!
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