I was stretched out on the couch watching Band Stand when I heard the phone ring. I sat up, looked at my watch, and saw that it was 4:10pm, and it was starting to get dark. I grabbed the receiver and growled, “Yeah.”
Band StandIt was Augie asking, “You going up to Rollie’s?”
“Yeah, as soon as I wash up. I’ll see you in about an hour, okay?”
“See you then, boss.”
Walking into Rollie’s, I noticed Pete, Lil Joe, Butch, and Bobby at the back table, shooting pool. Fat Rollie was at his usual spot behind the counter.
I walked over and nodded, saying, “What’s up?”
“Same old s**t, Flacco, different day.” He had a knack for talking with that unlit cigar never falling.
We both laughed as I turned and walked towards the back. After the “Hey, what’s up?” I sat down, lit up a Salem, and watched
