One day he just did it.
Finished off those final touches, climbed into his Tucker and left Branson.
Cruising down the east coast he made a few stops. Wherever he felt like it. He had no idea where he was going, but that was hardly the point. He was savouring his new-found freedom and a destination would have been just another straightjacket.
One day he reached South Beach. Turning right on to Ocean drive he leaned back in his leather seat, stretched a bit and smiled.
Miami Leftovers are made from pre-loved, re-claimed furniture.
Price on request