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.”
