Short story based on the song "Crazy Game of Poker" by OAR.

As I came around the corner on the gravel path, I stopped to look around. There were trees on both sides of the path, and on the left there was also a bench. I was relieved to see that no one was sitting on the bench. As soon as I reached it, I sat down and let out a relieved sigh. I was sitting there for about five minutes when the people scattering in all …showed first 75 words of 808 total…

…showed last 75 words of 808 total…the line was carved in stone and my friendship with Johnny had ended. "Well," said Johnny quietly from awe, "I guess I'll see you around." "Yeah," I said somberly, "see ya." And that was the last time I saw Johnny. We never did start that revolution we were always talking about. I hope someone does. Maybe then things would be different and no one will ever have to say good-bye to another Johnny ever again...