a story...

A Very Short Story

     He felt the other standing over his shoulder and looked down, shaking his head and laughing softly.

     Never thought you’d find me

     The other leaned on the bar and said simply, I knew I would eventually.

     Should have known better I guess. 

     I guess. There was a pause, silence, then, Want to finish your drink?

     He held his glass and looked through the scotch. Yeah. That’d be good. 

     Take your time, I’ll be outside.

     I’ll be along directly. 

     He watched the other leave, finished his drink, then all unhurried wrote something on a napkin. He left it with some money on the bar, carefully stood and slowly walked across the bar to the door leading to the street. When he reached it, he stopped, smiled slightly, said to himself, So, this is how it is.
     With that, he opened the door and walked into the light of midday.