Castle In The Sky
“There’s a short story I wish to write my friend,” I said to John as I got sidetracked by the bartender bringing us our drink. Two shots of whiskey, no chaser.
“There’s a short story I wish to write my friend,” I said to John as I got sidetracked by the bartender bringing us our drink. Two shots of whiskey, no chaser.
John noticed me staring at her, and looked at me, “Do go on and write it. Don’t tell me about it if it’s another sad story.”
The bartender chuckled. “Why say that in f…