“Well,” he said, throwing a paper towel into the receptacle, “have a good evening.”
“Yeah, thanks. You, too.”
* * * *
And I did have a good evening.
The ambiance, food, and service at The Top justified their prices. The view of downtown as the lights came on was, as everyone said, spectacular. Eighty years earlier Sinclair Lewis had described the skyscrapers of Zenith as “austere towers of steel and cement and limestone, sturdy as cliffs and delicate as silver rods.” I couldn’t help wondering how he’d describe the shiny erections of present-day Zenith.
Eric proved to be a pleasant companion. He had an expressive face and a pleasant twinkle in his eye—as I said before, good to look at.
Our conversation ranged from sports to books to our families, the kinds of things two guys getting a
