Banks Day 24.5

Marvel is right about the buffet. Everything looks amazing. I help myself to some buttered chicken and sparkling punch and take a seat across from where he’s sitting at a small table. It’s a pretty spot overlooking the grape field. Tambara: Nice spot. Marvel smiles. Marvel: I had to practically bribe the hostess to get…

I wake to a heavy storm the next morning; all I can do is hope it doesn’t put a damper on my plans with Marvel later. But then again, he lives in the middle of the desert where there isn’t much rain. As much as I’d love to spend a lazy morning inside, I can’t…