Jack of Harts

I did not know it at the time, but Rosalie and Rosalind were totally at fault for me getting together with Julie. I was minding my own business, plucking the strings on my guitar, when they pointed her my way. I think they told her I needed help playing the song, or something like that. Which she did, better than me. I didn’t really know her before that you understand. I’d seen her around, at school, on the beach, and all that. And I knew what she looked like when she wore a bikini. Then she showed me she could play a guitar. I fell in love so hard that day. I played it cool of course, not admitting even to myself how bad it was, but I didn’t fool them. They knew me too well for that.