I had always meant to get one for emergencies anyway. The bike thing was just a good excuse to finally do it.Before I could get to the WalMart for the...tire pump, the time for the meeting at the pool hall got close. Eve and I drove to the parking lot beside the pool hall. The parking lot was part of the pool hall property. I noticed that the parking lot wasn't in terrible shape, but it wasn't great either. It probably needed a new layer of asphalt at the least.Unlike my usual habit, I arrived. Kristen climbed the asphalt drive and around the tower on the left. Behind the school was the sisters’ residence, a squat lump, made of the same gray stones as Castle, that sat between parking lot and the soccer field. The nuns walked fifty feet to work every morning. She mounted the flag steps and rang the bell.Stillness. Sunshine. Birds. She rang again, and after a small eternity she heard the sucking sound of an inner door. A lock clicked, then another. The dark door opened a crack, and. The first sip always felt like a relief. The workweek melted away from me. Staying for one or two had become my Friday routine. It was the only day I drank all week, so I enjoyed every slow sip.Scanning the bar, I noticed a cute white guy with a dark beard and glasses sitting in the corner. He smiled at me and I gave him a little nod. I was curious, but not enough to get up. He could come to me if he wanted to talk. After a few more looks at each other, smiling and then glancing away, that. I even found myself doing the unimaginable. Iwent down on her, and she did not return the favor. She just thanked meand went to bed. Then it happened again, and again. It was all about herneeds and wants, and I was enabling it.Meanwhile, I had kept trying to get an interview for a job as a lawyer,but it was not fruitful. I sent resumes, but all I got in return was noreply. I called up some of the firms trying to show some initiative, butall I got was impolite brush-offs that I wasn't what they.