‘You guys order yet?’ I asked, grabbing a menu. ‘Yeah, don’t worry about it, we got you covered.’ Ken said, taking a sip of beer. ‘Alright... cool.’ I looked around. It was pretty empty, except for the couple of guys at the bar. The smell of smoke filled my nostrils, lingering with the smell of beer. I let out a sigh half listening to the conversation that Ken and Dave were having. Suddenly I heard something that caught my attention. ‘So did you guys see that new girl at work today? Oh man is. There is a particular bar on the east side of town where a lot of black men go to pick up white women. My reason for hanging out there was that my wife once told me that she liked black men. I never saw her there once, but I did see enough to make it worth my time. One evening while I was sitting at the bar, I saw a tall swarthy black man talking to a blonde haired white woman. They were standing right behind me. As I sat there the black man started kissing thewhite women. I had a beer in my. “I’m sorry,” I whispered, but I doubt she heard me as she stepped a few feet away and started gathering the weeding tools and gloves that had been hastily dropped on the lawn.CC was still crying within my arms, and if she’d registered anything that was said between Amber and me, she didn’t let on.“David, lad?” I looked up to see Old Mrs. Kutcher slowly waddling her way over to us. “I don’t know what those hooligans wanted, but I think that you three should come inside and have a nice cold glass. ”“Don’t ma’am me Robert! I need my computer to work. I paid almost twenty-five-hundred dollars for it. I paid for the extended warranty and repair plan. So fix it!”“Ma’am you have to bring it in for us to take a look at it.”If looks were matches, Robbie would have been incinerated. Now she had her phone out. “No,” she said to someone on the line. “They say I have to bring it in. I cannot lift that big shit! She listened again the shouted at her phone, “You are as useless as them.”Her anger now.