It was the loss of Faye. Sue Li. The quiet evenings when no words were spoken, listening to the sound of the rain outside. Nothing more was needed. Her company was enough.
I’d like to think she felt the same, but who knows? I knew enough to know I didn’t know Sue Li at all, didn’t understand how her mind worked or what ghosts haunted from her past. All I know is that she provided something I needed, something more potent than the rush of gambling, something more valuable than a stack of dough in my hand.
Peace. Just for a moment, she gave me peace. Enough to sort things out. Get my mind back on track. When I thought about it, I figured maybe it was me that owed her.
Or maybe it was just the drink and the jazz talking.
Didn’t matter. She had vanished from my life as quickly as she appeared, and for my trouble I had a price on my head for debts I had no way to settle. I figured I’d pay my tab, buy a bottle of Jack to go, and head over to my neglected office. Haven’t been there for a while, and by now it was common knowledge that I hated to work. Might buy some time to sit back, kick my heels on the desk, and reminisce on the poetry of winners, losers, and mystery dames that take it all in the end.
One last moment of peace before I caught a case of the New Haven Blues.
Bang
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