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Whose turn is it to chase Brody? ~ Text from Peace to the Bragg brothers
Brody
Islap the bar. “Bartender, hit me.”
Cassandra, the lovely bartender atElectric Vibes– the one and only bar in Winter Falls, pours another shot of tequila into my glass.
“Do you want me to do the whole bartender thing where I pretend to worry about what’s wrong with you? And ask you all kinds of intrusive questions?”
“Nope. I’m fine. Absolutely fine. Nothing going on here.”
She sighs. I guess I oversold it.
“What’s wrong, Brody? Love got you down?”
“Ha! Love! What’s love got to do with it?”
“So, it’s definitely love.”
“What do I know about love? I’m a child,” I snarl.
“Aren’t you thirty?”
I dismiss her comment with a wave of my hand. My barstool wobbles with the movement, and I have to catch myself before I fall. I’ve probably had enough tequila. Oh, who am I kidding? You can never have enough tequila!
I mimic the sound of Soleil’s voice. “It’s not my biological age. It’s my emotional age.”
“Your emotional age?” Her brow furrows. “Don’t you control your emotional age?”
I stare at Cassandra. She’s a little fuzzy. I narrow my eyes and try it again. Nope. Still fuzzy.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean you can change your emotional intelligence. There must be some book explaining it all.”
“Book? What an excellent idea!”
I stand. The room spins and I grab hold of the bar before the spinning room can carry me away to a faraway land where vampires suck my blood.
“Excuse me. I have places to be.”
“Aren’t you going to drink your shot?”
“It’s tequila,” I say as if that’s an answer. Because it is. I can’t resist the yummy taste of tequila. Can anyone? I grab the shot and down it. Yep. Yummy.
“Later!”
I head for the door and run straight into a chair. I move it but another one appears in its place. Where the hell are all of these chairs coming from? I manage to kick them out of my way and make it to the door.
Now, where is the library again? Ah yes, on the town square. I turn toward the square.
Yowzah! The temperature has risen by several degrees while I was inside the bar. It is hot out here. I’m wearing entirely too many clothes.
I whip my t-shirt off before pushing down my pants. Oops! I should have taken off my shoes first. I toe off my shoes and kick off my pants. Hold on. The briefs need to go as well. Ah, much better.
I abandon the clothes on the ground where they fall. No time to worry about them when I have a library to break into.
Can you actually break into a library? I don’t think you can. After all, all the books inside are free to borrow. Libraries should be open all the time, so when you have a book emergency you can grab what you need.
