Bar Stools
Posted by Vicki on Oct 26, 2008
The bar stools were lined neatly up to the shining bar. The floor was swept clean under the very neat and tidy tables. It was quiet, with only the bartender quietly drying glasses behind the bar while watching the latest news on the tv that hung behind the bar.
She walked farther into the bar, wondering to herself what she was doing here. She had never set foot inside a bar before, even if it was a clean and neat. Life had changed so much in the past few months, it seemed unbelievable even to her, and she was the one living through the changes.
