Bad Machinery by John Allison for August 03, 2022

Like wind on the plains, sand through the glass / Waves rolling in with the tide / Dreams die hard and we watch them erode / But we cannot be denied / The fire inside

— Bob Seger & the Silver Bullet Band, “The Fire Inside” (which I’ve had stuck in my head since late in “Lonely One” when I remembered which case was coming up next)

Today’s strip was like some good chocolate, a little bitter, not too sweet.

Ellen’s words are do deep and true♡. Sonny will never forget about her too.

Get some diving lessons Sonny, so you can go and visit her!

Sniff!

And that visual will stick in Sonny’s mind forever…..

Somewhere beyond the sea, somewhere waiting for Sonny, his lover swims near golden sandsand watches for him to go sailin’ her way. Apologies to Frank Sinatra

First love. Forbidden love. What a way to step into adolescence. A golden memory that even old age will not tarnish.

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow,

That I shall say good night till it be morrow.