Chapter 7

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Trey decided to change clothes as well as eat supper before going to the bar. Normally, when he stopped by there, it was right after work and he was on his way home, so he would be wearing an open-necked dress shirt with chinos or khakis, his uniform, as he thought of it, because he owned the shop and needed to keep up appearances. Tonight, he debated between a long-sleeved T-shirt and a turtleneck. After trying on several of both, he finally opted for a black turtleneck and dark jeans, muttering, “You’d think I was going on a date.” He wasn’t, but he still wanted to make a good impression on Marty. One that said he could be relaxed and enjoy life if he put his mind to it.

When he arrived at the bar a little before eight, he wasn’t in the least surprised to find it was very busy. Because it was, he leaned against the wall at the end of the bar to wait until a seat became available. While he did, he watched Marty.