Carl recognized him instantly, it was Jerry. He threw up again. ‘Hey, what the hell do you think you are doing?’ He heard a voice behind him. Look...ng back, a very young man stood there, apparently the clerk. ‘I…my wife…sorry.’ Carl managed, retching again. ‘Oh! In there? Shit! Fuck, man. That’s like harsh. Hey, want a key? You can go in and fuck the dude up.’ Carl realized the man was smoking a rolled cigarette, probably dope. ‘No. I have to get out of here.’ He waved the young man off, went. I feel strange in a bar by myself.”“Would you like to join my wife and I at our table?” Ron ventured gallantly, at the same time running his practised eye over her. She was a complete contrast to Carmen. Fair hair, size ten, he thought, and not voluptuous like his wife but interesting and attractive, and very well dressed, in a dark blue two piece suit with a white silk blouse. The blouse was undone perhaps one button too many, Ron mused, but the white pearls she wore gave the outfit a touch of. More

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