Short Story XII

"...as for regrets, he had discovered their uselessness a long time ago."


ONE FOR THE ROAD

By Roy L. Pickering Jr.Copyright by Roy L. Pickering Jr.




The old man drank his beer slowly, savoring every droplet of the liquid gold. His one good eye occasionally took in fellow patrons, though he did not wonder what their stories were, their presence mattering not in the least to him, except as objects to keep his retina engaged. He regarded the reflection of his mirrored image, examined the busy intersect