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I was sitting in the far corner of the reading room inside the Parker Family Mansion, a sprawling one hundred and fifty year old sugar plantation located on the Savannah River, with my older brother Jason and we were doing what we did best, gossip. Good old fashioned "did ya hear about? "between the two of us , facilitated I was sure by the joint I had pressured him into sharing with me out in the garden, amongst the walled maze of blooming confederate jasmine and majestic, moss covered oaks before coming back inside , to blend in unnoticed into the art auction that had been going on all night. We sat on the corner of the small bar snickering under our breath just like we had as teenagers , when our parents used to drag us here for parties or functions and our mother would end up berating us about our abhorrent behavior in public, neither of us caring then or now as we sat telling tall tales. "How much money, Jordan?" Jason had asked, astonished at my first answer to his question. "Ten ...thousand...." I repeated flatly, not cracking a smile. " He's a circuit court judge ....who we've known since we were kids , hell he bailed us both outta jams more than once !" he admonished , still thrown by what I had just told him as he watched the old man in the powder blue suit walk across the room . " Ok.... So he's a cool old judge with a penchant for escorts and high stakes poker, and he also owes me ten grand "I smirked at him as I signaled the waiter floating by for another vodka tonic. " Alright, who else?" he asked laughing at my statement. I looked around the packed to the gills room, picking my next victim, familiar, well dressed faces littered the crowd , people he and I had known for years either ...

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