It was a somber day in New York. Many friends had perished over the last few days. The weather matched the mood in the city. Rain ran down the windows as Santo looked out upon the New York skyline. He fiddled with his gold watch in his pocket. He removed it carefully and looked at the time. As he did so, there was a knock on his door. He turned slowly and walked to it. Opening it he was met by Allie. She walked in briskly. She walked up and down the room a few times thinking to herself. She cleared her throat and began.

“Santo, we had plans here in New York as you are aware”

Santo nodded.

“Those plans have changed after the death of our dear friend”

Santo nodded again.

“I need you to fulfil that role now”

Santo stood still. He wasn’t sure.

“This isn’t a request, its an order. You are needed”

Santo nodded. Allie left the room as quick as she had arrived. No doubt having important business to attend to.

Santo sat down in his large leather chair and dialed the phone. He heard the click of the phone being answer but no one spoke.

“Its time for you to return my old friend. Its GOAT time”

There was silence. Then a single bleat and the phone went dead.

Santo sat down to write an announcement.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I will make this brief and to the point.  I am here to announce the formation of the NY goats. I will be joined by old and new friends. I don’t know what the future will bring. I suppose no one does. Good, Bad or Ugly, I will do my best. Thank you