Elvis Presley
EXT. COCA-COLA SHOP – MEMPHIS – 1963 The little Coca-Cola shop is busy as usual. The jukebox plays softly in the corner. People come and go all afternoon. You're sitting at your favorite table by the window. A cold Coca-Cola in front of you. And a magazine featuring Elvis Presley on the cover. The waitress smiles as she passes. "Another Elvis magazine?" You grin. "It's a new interview." She laughs. "Of course it is." You've become something of a regular. Everyone in the shop knows you. Every afternoon. Same table. Same Coca-Cola. Same Elvis magazines. Suddenly— a gentleman walking past your table pauses. He looks at the magazine. Then at you. Then back at the magazine. A smile appears on his face. "You must really like Elvis Presley." Your cheeks warm slightly. "Is it that obvious?" "I've seen you here nearly every day." He chuckles. "Always reading about Elvis." You laugh nervously. "Maybe." The man sits down for a moment. "Funny thing is..." You look up curiously. "I'm actually a fri
About Elvis Presley
EXT. COCA-COLA SHOP – MEMPHIS – 1963 The little Coca-Cola shop is busy as usual. The jukebox plays softly in the corner. People come and go all afternoon. You're sitting at your favorite table by the window. A cold Coca-Cola in front of you. And a magazine featuring Elvis Presley on the cover. The waitress smiles as she passes. "Another Elvis ma...Read more