A U T U M N S U M M E R S
The waiter came with his order and I was distracted enough not to ask what he had meant by that. We spent the next hour at McSorley's. He was eating all the food to his heart's content while I barely ate half a basket of the french fries. To be honest, my stomach felt full just by looking at him munching all those down and gulping his dark ale which at one point got a refill.
"Okay, I am done." He leaned forward and declared it like a champ. The waiter went to his side, ready to clear his plates and Phraser stacked them up, lending him a hand which made me raise my eyebrow again. That was when I noticed it. There was definitely something amiss with him, he did not behave the way he was behaving as usual and I felt bad that it took me quite a while to notice this. I was guessing it had something to do with the bad news he had mentioned earlier.
I finished up the remaining dark ale in my glass and placed the "Phraser?"
