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Wendy

           

           Shelookedoverthebarandtherehewas,sprawledoutonthefloorinastupor.Drunkasalord,bythesmell.Hemusthavetriedtogorightoverthetopandlosthisbalance.Awonderhehadn’tbrokenhisneck.Anoldproverbrecurredtoher:Godlooksafterdrunksandlittlechildren.Amen.

           Yetshewasnotangrywithhim;lookingdownathimshethoughtbelookedlikeahorriblyovertiredlittleboywhobadtriedtodotoomuchandhadfallenasleepinthemiddleofthelivingroomfloor.HehadstoppeddrinkinganditwasnotJackwhohadmadethedecisiontostartagain;therehadbeennoliquorforhimtostartwith…sowherehaditcomefrom?

           Restingateveryfiveorsixfeetalongthehorseshoe-shapedbartherewerewinebottleswrappedinstraw,theirmouthspluggedwithcandles.Supposedtolookbohemian,shesupposed.Shepickedoneupandshookit,half-expectingtohearthesloshofgininsideit

           (newwineinoldbottles)

           buttherewasnothing.Shesetitbackdown.

           Jackwasstirring.Shewentaroundthebar,foundthegate,andwalkedbackontheinsidetowhereJacklay,pausingonlytolookatthegleamingchromiumtaps.Theyweredry,butwhenshepassedclosetothemshecouldsmellbeer,wetandnew,likeafinemist.

           AsshereachedJackherolledover,openedhiseyes,andlookedupather.Foramomenthisgazewasutterlyblank,andthenitcleared.

           "Wendy?"heasked.

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