At the bar, Xavier grabbed the two beer glasses from the good looking bartender, and feeling a little out of place, decided to go stand by the brick pillar near the back, where the crowd was thinner. He’d see Billy coming out of the washroom from there. He made his way through the people, catching a few stares here and there. He wasn’t dressed like any of the men here. His hair was long, while all around him, young guys sported fashionable haircuts. He realized that he was surrounded by men who looked and dressed like Billy. This was a bar full of Billies.
Except that his Billy had something extra. A spark of joy in his blue eyes.
Standing by the brick pillar, Xavier noticed a framed letter nailed to the wall. Curious, he leaned in closer to read the decree. It was an official government
