Post by Murray Jay Suskind on Mar 5, 2007 21:55:36 GMT -5
For a second Lachryma held out her hand to Murray as if she wanted him to kiss it, but before he could decide if that was wise, she pulled it back. The drunk guy with the axe at the end of the bar offered him a drink, and Murray thought it would be best to take him up on it. Looking at the girl behind the bar and back at Lachryma, Murray thought Huh, I thought all the good looking ones went early on. "Maker's Mark on the rocks. If you don't have it, Johnnie Walker. If you don't have that -- improvise." He nodded to the guy with the axe, "Thanks."
As he sat down with his watered down scotch and said, "My story? Oh, I don't know if it's all that different from anyone else here. You know, a lot of little things. I guess the strangest part of my story is that I was here from America for a week for an academic conference. You know, pretty mundane shit. That's why all I had to wear was shit like this," as he tugged on the tattered threads of his deep blue dress shirt. "I suppose I could help you more if I found out what your book was about, what your story is, you know."
As he sat down with his watered down scotch and said, "My story? Oh, I don't know if it's all that different from anyone else here. You know, a lot of little things. I guess the strangest part of my story is that I was here from America for a week for an academic conference. You know, pretty mundane shit. That's why all I had to wear was shit like this," as he tugged on the tattered threads of his deep blue dress shirt. "I suppose I could help you more if I found out what your book was about, what your story is, you know."
