He said it around the cigarette in his mouth, his dark face illuminated in the orange glow of the match as he inhaled. The tip of the white cylinder flared bright red, then turned a more muted color. The sensation of smoke in his lungs relaxed his shoulders.
"You over at the college?"
He'd taken some classes at UNLV when he'd decided to open the gym, focusing on business management and how to keep the books in order. Doing his own accounting was cheaper than hiring someone, and he'd never had troubles with the IRS over it.Virgil squinted through the thin stream of smoke at the old couple, who were shuffling towards a huge, ancient Caddy in the church lot. A man of about fifty had joined them. The nearest streetlight glinted off the car keys in his hand.
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He said it around the cigarette in his mouth, his dark face illuminated in the orange glow of the match as he inhaled. The tip of the white cylinder flared bright red, then turned a more muted color. The sensation of smoke in his lungs relaxed his shoulders.
"You over at the college?"
He'd taken some classes at UNLV when he'd decided to open the gym, focusing on business management and how to keep the books in order. Doing his own accounting was cheaper than hiring someone, and he'd never had troubles with the IRS over it.Virgil squinted through the thin stream of smoke at the old couple, who were shuffling towards a huge, ancient Caddy in the church lot. A man of about fifty had joined them. The nearest streetlight glinted off the car keys in his hand.
"Or do you work in the city?"