A matter of life, Jeffrey Brown
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There were kids on a rooftop at the end of the block. On the ground in front of the store was a mess of eggshells and yolk. I continued walking and waited for the kids to notice me. Then they hid behind the rooftop ledge.
When we were kids we killed a bird by knocking it unconscious with a thrown rock and then dropping it’s limp body from a fire escape. The bird became a mess when it hit the sidewalk.
I stopped in front of the liquor store, stood in the eggs and called out to the damned kids.
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While Lane was in the bathroom I ordered another whiskey and soda.
"Just keep it," I said. The bartender kept it and took my other glass. I took a long drink. Lane came back and said:
"What was I saying?"
"You were saying you loved me—"
"No, I was saying I hope you don’t die."
"You were saying you hope I do die."
I took another drink. I had started the night with thirty dollars and now I had five.
"Get yourself another one," I said. Her cheeks weren’t yet pink and beyond that I couldn’t tell what she was thinking.
"I’ll take a draft," she said and then to me:
"No more jokes tonight."