There was a clinking of dominoes in the shack.
“Hey George, we’re waiting for ya.”
Lighting his pipe on the porch, George’s eyes twinkled in the flame’s reflection. Slowly a grin spread across his face exposing a toothless mouth, he replied, “Gimme a minute, boys.”
Puffing on his pipe, a cloud of tobacco smoke floated past his head and shoulders as he squatted at the edge of the porch. The rising water was just inches from flowing over the boards.
“George, we need more beer.”
With another puff, his smile faded, as he looked at the water, thoughtful-like.
“Hey George, we’re waiting for ya.”
Lighting his pipe on the porch, George’s eyes twinkled in the flame’s reflection. Slowly a grin spread across his face exposing a toothless mouth, he replied, “Gimme a minute, boys.”
Puffing on his pipe, a cloud of tobacco smoke floated past his head and shoulders as he squatted at the edge of the porch. The rising water was just inches from flowing over the boards.
“George, we need more beer.”
With another puff, his smile faded, as he looked at the water, thoughtful-like.
