Chapter 10
It happens so casually. The Chianti is too strong. An imported bottle from Spain. The first glass is smooth on the lips, relished. The second glass is even better, a bit sugary and effervescent, a sure sign that they will become intoxicated together, again. A mixture between the two men. A recipe of friendship. They share a fourth drink out of the same glass. Laughing like boys about the damaged sunflowers and how the storm was torrential and possibly sent by the Devil himself. About Rudger and Anne, Nicholas and Carla. About couples and marriage, relationships among men and women, women and women, and men with men.
It happens so suddenly. When the City Man vomits up dinner and the Chianti, H. kneels beside him, calming the man down, telling him: Everything’s going to be fine
