Not so New Year By Littlewing1957
“A new year and I'm no closer to you!” Jack spoke out loud as he sat at his desk. He hadn’t completed a sale in over 2 weeks, but he could deal with the slow business period: the slump in sales. Being separated from Ennis Del Mar is what ate at him.
The last time Jack saw Ennis was in October, not so long ago. They spent 10 glorious days up at Don Wroe’s cabin doing nothing but sleeping, hunting, loving. They spoke of their separate and uneasy lives; talked about children and their lovely wives. It was a sweet time, but much too short.
“You really need to do better, Jack!” It was Lureen. She wasn’t angry, or accusatory, but Jack resented being told to work harder. He was doing his best! It was not his fault that business was slow. “Don’t worry, dear,” Jack began. “Business will pick up. We’ll be okay.” Lureen nodded and walked out of his office. “If only I could say those words to Ennis!” Jack thought as he prepared to leave for the day. He was depressed. He really wanted to talk to someone, but there was no one to confide in. A bottle of whiskey was waiting for him under his side of the bed at home. Jack Daniels was a good listener.