Before I could notice, our surroundings suddenly changed. Xander and Raymond said nothing and sat down. We were currently in an open-air balcony of a house in the mountains.
"What the hell?" I could only mumble in surprise.
"Sit down boy, this will take a while. What are you bastards having?"
" I'm fine with anything."
"Tsk, your always full of shit Xander, are Cardinals allowed to drink? Old man, get me a glass of Scotch! The best you got."
In the middle of the balcony was a wooden picnic table. We had quite a view of the magnificent sky.
There are no other structures, and I can't hear the sounds of wildlife or other people. Just where the fuck were we?
Roland came back and brought each of us a glass. He also had a bottle of what I thought was Scotch. Having been poor most of my life, I usually bought the cheapest beer available.
I used to drink Budweiser, but the recent Bud Light fiasco caused me to switch to Miller High Life.
