Tuesday, December 2, 2008


Joe looked over at Violet. She had covered her face with her hands and turned away.

No, he thought. No, it couldn't be.

Clive filled Joe's glass up again without anyone saying a word.
Joe tossed it down in a blink of an eye. He was starting to feel the warmth in him, now, and god, did he need it.

He looked at Violet again. She was still looking away.

"Is it true?"

All he heard was a mumble.

And that made him mad. He slammed his glass down on the bar and...

1 comment:

Natasha said...

I like the way Clive was in there taking care of things without saying a word! Go Clive keep pouring, it's just heating up