Camelot

Yes, there once was a Camelot. Four women, carefree, meeting at the pool of the one who had a house on the water, eating fried chicken and fresh shrimp and listening to an Australian singer yodeling operas. I was the one who provided the music in case you wondered. We drank cheap wine by choice. Then the one with the house moved, her financial cushion vanished after she moved. The next one became ill and has been ill for so long that is is difficult to look at her and think there once was a healthy friend. She just had a stroke. The third one also moved but even before that became intolerable after the first one moved. The first one kept her in check. Camelot blew up.