At that moment the wind rose in a gust; driving snow against the shutters; but
it seemed to her that there had been something。 A muffled sort of groan。
〃Jack?〃
No returning sound this time; but her eyes fell on something beneath the
batwing doors of the Colorado Lounge; something that gleamed faintly in the
subdued light。 Jacks cigarette lighter。
Plucking up her courage; she crossed to the batwings and pushed them open。 The
smell of gin was so strong that her breath snagged in her throat。 It wasnt even
right to call it a smell; it was a positive reek。 But the shelves were empty。
Where in Gods name had he found it? A bottle hidden at the back of one of the
cupboards? Where?
There was another groan; low and fuzzy; but perfectly audible this time。 Wendy
walked slowly to the bar。
〃Jack?〃
No answer。
She looked over the bar and there he was; sprawled out on the floor in a
stupor。 Drunk as a lord; by the smell。 He must have tried to go right over the
top and lost his balance。 A wonder he hadnt broken his neck。 An old proverb
recurred to her: God looks after drunks and little children。 Amen。
Yet she was not angry with him; looking down at him she thought be looked like
a horribly overtired little boy who had tried to do too much and had fallen
asleep in the middle of the living room floor。 He had stopped drinking and it
was not Jack who had made the decision to start again; there had been no liquor
for him to start with 。。。 so where had it e from?
Resting at every five or six feet along the horseshoe…shaped bar there were
wine bottles wrapped in straw; their mouths plugged with candles。 Supposed to
look bohemian; she supposed。 She picked one up and shook it; half…expecting to
hear the slosh of gin inside it
(new wine in old bottles)
but there was nothing。 She set it back down。
Jack was stirring。 She went around the bar; found the gate; and walked back on
the inside to where Jack lay; pausing only to look at the gleaming chromium
taps。 They were dry; but when she passed close to them she could smell beer; wet
and new; like a fine mist。
As she reached Jack he rolled over; opened his eyes; and looked up at her。 For
a moment his gaze was utterly blank; and then it cleared。
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