Alone Time

I was sitting with my back to the stage, whose lights just turned off. The bartender just finished placing the last chair on top of the table in the final booth. “All done boss, sure you don’t want me to wait for you?”

“No Johnny, you can go, I’ll lock up !”

Johnny left and I went into my private cubby hole and got one of the two bottles of scotch that I kept there, what I called my private stash! I returned to the stool by the bar and poured me a healthy four fingers when I heard a timid voice behind me.

“Oh you’re still here?”

Without looking up, “Want to tell me why you’re inside a closed establishment?”

“I couldn’t face going home tonight while he could still be there!”

I take a long pull on the glass, “So you are Carl are still fighting are you, Justine?”