“Well, I sure ain’t sorry to see it go.” The old man sipped his beer, wiped his mouth on his jacket sleeve. “Even if they just put up something worse. Which they will.”
Jessup moved his knight. “Ha! Bet you didn’t see that.”
He ignored the board. “That goddamned mural always reminded me they never did fix the lights in the stairwell. Spend the city improvement money on a goddamn seascape.”
“Quit your bitching and move, old man.”
The old man took the knight without comment.
“Shit!” said Jessup.
“See what you miss when you don’t keep your eyes open?”