Grandparents

Doug sat on the bar grandparents stool, his dark brown eyes watching the people moving on the dance floor. He held a rum and coke in his right hand and a pool cue rested lazily in his left hand, leaned back against his left shoulder. He spotted the blonde woman again and kept his eyes on her as she grooved and gyrated to the thumping bass of the music pouring out of the speakers over the dance floor. The pulsing, swirling colored lights made it hard to keep track of her, but he did his best. The sudden crack of a pool cue on the cue ball made him look back to the billiard table.

Marie leaned over the table and lined up another shot as her friend Jill stood at the far end and watched. Jill was one of Marie's coworkers and one of her close friends. The reason that the grandparents three of them were shooting pool in a gay bar downtown on a Saturday night was that Jill happened to be a lesbian and this bar was one of her favorite hang outs.

Jill turned around, picked up her beer and took several swallows. She grandparents looked at Doug, mussed up his short blonde hair with a grin then turned her attention back to Marie and the game on the table.

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