It was now Saturday night, the day before my birthday. We were all in the pool hall. Most were shooting pool or standing around watching. I was behind the counter, with Augie and Mike sitting nearby. 10:30pm, Larry came in, walked to the counter, and sat at the same table after all the hi"s.
I wanted to talk to Larry, so I asked Augie and Mike to watch the counter. We were in the backyard, and after we both lit up, Larry asked: “What’s up?”
“I don’t know,” I said. “Why don’t you tell me?”
“What do you want me to say?” Molly hasn’t said anything to me; I don’t know if she said something to Jeannie, but Jeannie told me she’s looking to get an earlier flight home.
“I’m sorry, Jesse.”
“You didn’t tell her it was my birthday tomorrow, did you?
“No,” Larry said, “but I think Jeannie told h
