After High Quiggles closed we spent some time bouncing between different dispensaries. It was hard to settle down at a new place after Mrs. Quiggle had set the bar so high. One day I received a random text from Carson: "Hey come over to my house today, if you can." I text him back and said: "I am on my way." Majority of the year, Carson was up north working on the Santini farm. He was only usually home in Hermosa for about four months each year. Since his house was near the b