“Please don’t take Trey, Mr. Bobby.” “Who?” “Him. My friend who smiles and solos.” “Ah. You call him Trey? Is that short for Troy?” “I don’t understand, Mr. Bobby. Trey is Trey, and he is my friend.” “Yeah, no. I’m not gonna take him.” “Trey is a Phish. I am a Phish, and Mike who … Continue reading Blank Page