Archives: Wednesday, October 25, 2017

Round The Bay’s Bend

Fishermen, they said they were leaning against the bar fat, with rum drinks eyes on every girl who walked in. Later after we all became friends and everything but their money was forgotten we slapped each other on the back as we helped them stagger onto the deck. Round the bay’s bend everything turned ugly

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“Like a drink?” Without waiting for me to answer she handed me a beading glass. I took a sip. “The good stuff. And in the wedding glassware, no less.” “I thought you deserved something special after the day you had.” She gentled the back of my neck like I was a skittish horse. “My man.”

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