A Shot Glass of Bullets Page 3
“I’ll be less sure if you keep asking me. I like you, Kid. You seem like a decent guy who got caught up in the wrong circumstances.I’ve seen a lot of really bad people in my life, so I guess I’m just betting on the good in you.”
Nodding slowly, he slowly backed up quickly. Like he was afraid of what I might do. As the door swung shut I knew that was the last I’d see of him. That’s the life of a bartender. You see the good, the bad, and the ugly drift through your doors on their journey through life.
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