Its snippet Saturday and today I have another snippet from Last Hit: Reloaded to share with you. Have you all gotten your hands on Daisy and Nick yet? “I do not need to intrude upon your plans, but I wanted to extend an invitation to you. I am having a party and would desire you to come, yes?” They both visibly brighten at this, their faces light up, and their mouths curve into eager smiles. “Sure, when and where?” Laila asks. Quickly I consider the options. Our home is out of the question. It is bad enough that Daisy wants us to have tenants. At least those I can research so thoroughly I know when their baby teeth fell out. And no one has met my stringent requirements. A public place would be much safer. My mind quickly considers and then discards multiple options. The Village Bean is a coffee shop and the atmosphere is too subdued to host a party. Restaurants in general seem an unlikely source. Twenty meters from the apartment building is a ramshackle two story bar. Daisy and I shared a drink there one night as we explored our neighborhood. At the time, there were other students—or at least people who appeared to be students—drinking and carousing. That place. We will pay them money and they will host our party. “There is a bar on 4th Street called MacEathe’s Irish Pub. It will be held there. Next Saturday.” “Oh but . . .” Terese trails off. “What is it?” I have made another error but I do not know what it is. “Is it an open bar? Because my beer budget can’t handle the prices at that place.” “Yes, of course,” I respond immediately although I have no idea what an open bar is. I add this to my mental list of things to ask Daniel. “It is open bar, open food. All of it is open.” “To an open bar?” Laila asks. “What? Are you loaded?” Eager to gain their acquiescence, I nod. “Yes. Bring all your friends to my open bar.” They exchange another glance, which conveys a message I cannot decipher. Laila says, “You’re cute. A little weird, but cute. We’ll be there and we’ll bring some friends.” “I am jubilant, and this time my smile is not unpracticed. I cannot wait to return home and share the good news with my Daisy. I do not notice Laila stumbling backward into Terese’s arms although I do hear her murmur another thing I will need to ask Daniel about. “I call dibs,” she says to her friend. “Shit, honey, we better get there early,” Terese replies.
Posted on: Sat, 24 Jan 2015 21:15:00 +0000