5.1.26

he pickedup the crystal tumbler Whos drink is this
                                                       they were drinking Black Label Jameson  large Guinness pints  the tandems called Bruen  named in honour of Ken Bruen  Irish noir writer  and his penultimate creation  Jack Taylor  went eighteen deep with Jack before he died last year he was still grieving


briskly they were turning roundanabout the table over a game of Nineball  no sooner had he missed a shot lifted his glass to lips his host missed and it was his turn again

they moved their glasses place to place setting them down over and over  he lost track which was his  felt something like a Shell Game  thimblerig

                                             Whos drink is this

there was a third but she preferred not to play Cutthroat  said shed rather watch
                                                                                       The correct answer is, when in doubt take the fullest.

the fullest was near himat hand  his  he quaffed

                                                      Damn thas good
It might have been mine. said his host

Or it might not have been

host looked to third

                        You have any idea, we’ve been shuttling here and there, who’s drink it was?
His now.

You didn’t answer my question.

I believe she did
                   Preferred not to tarry with semantics
Its mine
          Youd be better off to pay more attention to the game youve lost four now

Two were bullshit wins.

Nine fell  Beauty of slop  Game benefits me because Im a banger
                                                                      Last two games though were works of art
Even your taunt in the third  anybody could win out from here  failed as I ran the remaining four

 

It’s yours.

             If you’d have asked me who’s drink it was I could have told you.

Then why an I quote It might have been mine

 

A taunt

host smiled third giggled
                           Ya useem so regularly I have half a mind to cry as if I were before an assembly of militarymen Atauntion  to watchem snap their backbones erect click heels   Atauntion

Attention.

third hadnt a clue

You weren’t in the military.

I was in the Civil Air Patrol cadet program and was drilled and marched and know Attention when officers entered a room
                    Bunch of juvenile blackshirts brownshirts silvershirts

When I realised tha I was adios

Closest I ever came to submitting to anythingtakin orders

                                                               Was probably the last time
You?

       Since Ive known younah, not so much.

No

 

Glad we got the tumbler sorted out  Your break

1727,  Sunday,  4  1. 26
1219,  Monday,  5  1. 26

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