A novella describing a single evening in a bar and two people who are surprised to find they like each other even though it's obvious to everyone else.
“I know it’s none of my business, but is she serious?”
Kitty shrugged, “Just a phase. And too young anyway.”
The Professor wore a downtrodden face when he said that if
that was the case, every woman in the joint was too young for him.
“Not true,” Kitty compared him to fine wine, or better yet
whiskey. He had gained subtleties from the barrel and had been
gentled by experience.
“Ah,” the Professor said. “And Skates?”
“Boone's Farm.”
They laughed and a...