Paradise, part seven of seven
Thursday, June 11th, 2009VII. The drunk.
“Care for a drink?” He smells. He’s slouching on a couch, next to a liqour cabinet. It’s mid-morning.
“Oh, I see you’re not interested.. hmm.. well.” He turns his attention to his mostly-empty glass of whiskey, turning it in his hand. Then he looks at the bottle in his other hand. Suddenly he perks [...]