SALOON GOES QUIET AGAIN
I walk in. It goes quiet. I order milk. Nobody says a word about it. Nobody ever has.
They had a lot to say that evening. I had a plate of cheese and no comment. To this day I do not know what I did, and I have made no effort to find out.
I walk in. It goes quiet. I order milk. Nobody says a word about it. Nobody ever has.
The barn caught fire around me on Tuesday. The coffee was already poured. A man finishes his coffee. The barn understood.
It was me. We pointed. We understood each other completely, then went our separate way.