Thursday, May 08, 2014
Thinking about other stuff that happened last night. Like half the town was crammed together in that back section of the City Grocery Bar to tell Megan goodbye, including John Currence, who owns the joint, and somehow it fell to John to take a picture of everybody (with Megan's cell phone, I think) so he perched on that thin, shaky railing over the deep stairwell that leads to the restaurant below, and he leaned back, and back, and back, trying to get everybody in the picture, but he couldn't, not by half, and I kind of thought he was going to fall down his own stairwell and break his own neck out of kindness. But he didn't. I glanced at the picture as the phone was being passed back to Megan and everybody had flashing devil eyes.