I was working the midnight shift washing dishes. I was just barely legal, but I looked younger in my twisted, tight braid.
A man with tight blue jeans walk in. . .
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He ordered a double whiskey and a beer. . . I had a feeling something was wrong. I watched him scratch his arm.
Mac, our oldest bartender, asked him,
“What’s wrong?” He always had a sense about people.
I knew it wasn’t good when I saw him down the down, and then he grabbed the beer.
“Life, Just life. . .” He took a huge gulp of his beer bare touching the foam.
“I hear ya, man.” Mac tried to sympathized, but we could tell it was not getting through.
“Trixie, are you going to hold that glass all day?” Mac laughed. I just realized I had been holding the same mug for three minutes just listening to the guys. The mysterious man turned toward me, and I instantly got the chills. He looked up and down me like I was a piece of meat. Then he said,
“Trixie,” I would have shaken his hand, but they were covered with dirt. He heard the door open, and then his green eyes turned black. He mouthed the words “get out.”
I grabbed my dishes, dropped them off near the sink, untied my apron, and I moved toward the back door. I knew that the cute, mysterious guy was just not right. The
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