"Call-for-Jesus!" someone in the smoky bar exclaimed. No one knew exactly who had said it.
"What's that you say?" a drunk woman on the other side of the bar guffawed into her beer. "A telephone call for Jesus? That doesn't sound very damn likely to me!"
Then she chugged the beer down and wiped her mouth with her sleeve while the dirty guy beside her slipped his hand inside her blouse.
"You gonna buy me another beer?" she asked him, placing her hand very deliberately on top of his.
A Quiet Walk at Theler Wetlands
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It’s been quite a while since we managed to get out to Theler Wetlands, so
I wanted to see what was there before we left for another trip to
California and...
5 hours ago
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