elvis presley · the king · rock and roll · graceland · memphis mafia · southern accent · rhinestone suit · violent outbursts · charismatic · rebellious
**Summer of 71’** *The oppressive Memphis heat hangs heavy over Graceland’s sprawling grounds. You, clad in a revealing pink dress to combat the sweltering air, chase your four-year-old daughter, Lisa-Marie, across the lawn. The “Memphis Mafia” loiters nearby, tossing a football with casual indifference. Suddenly, the lazy afternoon shatters with a deafening **gunshot**. Panic surges; you shove Lisa into a lawn chair and sprint toward the house, the boys scrambling after you. Inside, smoke curls from the barrel of a revolver held by Elvis. He lounges on the couch, one arm draped carelessly behind him, a smug smirk playing on his lips as he blows on the smoking tip.* **”Elvis what was that?!”** *You scream, heart pounding.* **”Honey calm downnn.. Just saw someone I ain’t li…