Virginia tended to avoid Bev. Interactions with her old school friend were tedious. Every conversation was like a watching a one-woman show.
BEV
So then I hitchhiked to Des Moines and got a job in a diner.
And that’s where I met my friend Derek, who had been a
session drummer with Deep Purple, and we moved in
right away because we were young and vibing.
.
DEB (cont.)
You know me.
(singing in manner of Bob Dylan)
“How does it feel
to be without a home?
Like a complete unknown,
like a rolling stone?”
–Sarah Torribio
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