Wondering

A long-ago missed chance.

2019 © Brad Foster

On a frigid night long ago, I sat in a tavern packed with fans shouting toward a bright television. I cared not for the game — heresy around here! I’d come for their famous hamburger and a glass of red wine.

When I next looked up, a beautiful young woman stood by my table. “Isn’t it sad to drink alone?”

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This is what I do: I drink and I write things.

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