"Frank. Hey, Fraaannnnk! Where are ya? Are ya back in the stock room, buddy? 'Cause I've got my latest tail of whoa for ya... I walked down to the back of the bar, past the tacky stools and the walls of old pine paneling; looked down the hall toward the restrooms and the rooms with the spare kegs and stuff, and tried again.
"Hey. Frankster. Got the latest 'Whoa..Tail' for ya."
About that time was when I heard the noise behind me, behind the bar; but Frank hadn't been behind the bar when I wal
Published on June 28, 2009 07:14