Finger Drink.

Finger Drink.

A Story by hpage

“Leave that knife alone!” I heard her hastily shout from across the bar. A fat drunkard was trying to pry off the top of a beer that he hadn’t paid for. He eventually paid the price; although, I feel a finger is too much to pay for a drink.

© 2015 hpage


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Added on June 11, 2015
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Indianapolis, IN



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