Was it a blue jacket with a gray-and-red striped tie or a gray jacket with a blue-and-gray striped tie? Scanning the bar area, Sarah saw only young men dressed in leather.
She made her way across the room, slid onto a barstool and ordered a Jack Daniels neat, something else she’d never done before the divorce, but had always liked the way it sounded when uttered by self-possessed women on TV.
Maybe he’d said Luke’s on Fifth near the bay and here she was at Duke’s on Fifteenth.
Freud said there are no mistakes… or was that Jung?
From this week’s Five Sentence Fiction prompt “confusion.”