Once my presentation was finished, to rapturous applause, my appetite had returned. We holed up in a booth, watching monsters inc on the seventy inch tv screen, usually reserved for NFL games and the occasional golf tournament. Red made us a platter of wings and fries, a beer for her, and milkshakes for Cyrus and I. She was closed for the next two nights, pending a refit in the kitchen. I could tell she'd worked damn hard dragging out the old counters today, and with my son falling asleep fast, I figured I'd help her finish the job. Sleepy, and clinging onto consciousness by a thread, I stroked Cy's hair.
'Can we stay here tonight mama?' He uttered, eyelids becoming heavier with each passing second. I nuzzled into his hair, planting a kiss there.
'Of course baby. We'll stay at the bar to
