Southern Pipers

This Glenfiddich reminds me of Jack’s cringing face telling me he was joining our cousin Jake’s scotch club, it was outside of the small prairie town that he lives in, in another yet smaller town, I don’t think Jack ever went and also don’t know if Jake ever finished building the bar in his basement, but I do know that several years later Jake is no longer drinking, and he looks 5 years younger, well atleast thinner, his hair now pulled into a samurai bun on the top of his head when he isn’t wearing his weathered leather hat.

which way does water flow?