Chapter 76

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They were sitting out on the stoop. George cradled the baby and encouraged him to drink from the bottle. Bart sat at his side, his arm warm against George’s.

“I…uh…want to talk to you about something.”

From the corner of his eye, George could see Bart lean back. “What can I do you for, Georgie?”

“I was talking with your mama earlier. She mentioned your papa.”

Bart sighed. “Pa. He was the best man he could be, but he liked his whiskey a bit too much.”

“What about you?”

“Do I like whiskey? No, I’m more a beer man.”

“Papa taught me how to drink wine.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” Although after Papa left for the war, it had become a luxury they could no longer afford.

“I never cared much for the taste of wine.”

“I do. Maybe one day I’ll grow my own grapes and make my own wine.”

“Did you get drunk?”

“What?”

“I’d have to go down to the barroom to bring Pa home. Am I gonna have to do the same for you?”