beer signs. my friend and i had stopped in that night after work. i wanted no more than one drink. the weekends rarely leave room to think in this place, but something inside of me said to wait, and so we ended up in a conversation with two easy-going men. they were visiting our mountain town for a reunion with a group of their friends. they had come to the bar to get away, get a drink, and instead we sat around the table outside chain-smoking and having a good time, until their friend showed up to take them back to the guys.
i think it was mutual when he arrived, 