DEAD MAN WALKING
Dead Man Walking (To all suffering from the loss a loved one) “So, this is where you hide out?” she asked looking round the large but simply arranged bar. It was elegantly set with six tables for two resting at the walls on one side of the room, three tables for four clustered in the middle, a big bar at the front with very high stools facing it and a bar-man dressed in white shirt and boat tie with a bright smile. She could not make his trousers as he was behind the big bar. On the other side of the room were two double-sitter sofas placed close to the walls and a three-sitter sofa that divided the room in half dividing, there are tables in front of each sofa. She smiled at her fiancé, taking the first sip from her glass. “Not bad, not bad at all” He smiled back at her still expecting more words “it looks elegant, simple, not too stylish but elegant, nice and the finishing, I like.” “Hmm… ” he finally speaks, “the inner eyes of an interior decorator” they shared a...