Why Teach? - chapter 20

I was midway through my second basket of chips, still waiting for my dinner, when the leather of the stool beside me creaked and I looked over to see Jim Jr settling in.

I was midway through my basket of chips, still waiting for my dinner to arrive, when the leather of the stool next to mine cracked and I looked over to see Jim Jr settling in. He held up a finger and nodded to Arturo, prompting the bartender to retrieve a lowball glass and a squarish bottle of bourbon from one of the higher shelves.

“Been a while,” he sa…