“So, buddy, what’re you in for?” the man leaned in closer to him and asked, while chuckling at his own joke.
Husker debated whether or not to answer the man who’d sat down next to him at the bar. He’d seen him earlier, down at the other end of the bar, sitting alone, and when Husker had sat down, the man had raised his glass towards him and nodded in salute. One drinker’s nod to another. Like they were in the same brotherhood. The brotherhood of Tuesday early afternoon drunks. One and the same. They were here, so they must have roughly corresponding hard-luck stories. Now, the man had moved down the bar to join him, so he figured the man had decided that they’d have to share and compare miseries.
“Get lost, mister.” Husker said without even glancing to acknowledge the man. No sense in giving him the idea that he cared one whit about his problems or his camaraderie.
Husker debated whether or not to answer the man who’d sat down next to him at the bar. He’d seen him earlier, down at the other end of the bar, sitting alone, and when Husker had sat down, the man had raised his glass towards him and nodded in salute. One drinker’s nod to another. Like they were in the same brotherhood. The brotherhood of Tuesday early afternoon drunks. One and the same. They were here, so they must have roughly corresponding hard-luck stories. Now, the man had moved down the bar to join him, so he figured the man had decided that they’d have to share and compare miseries.
“Get lost, mister.” Husker said without even glancing to acknowledge the man. No sense in giving him the idea that he cared one whit about his problems or his camaraderie.