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Then
we
were
out
on
the
porch
,
wrestling
.
We
tripped
on
the
stairs
and
fell
to
the
pavement
.
The
bottle
smashed
and
broke
on
the
cement
.
She
got
up
and
ran
off
.
I
heard
her
car
start
.
I
lay
there
and
looked
at
the
broken
bottle
.
It
was
a
foot
away
.
Lydia
drove
off
.
The
moon
was
still
up
.
In
the
bottom
of
what
was
left
of
the
bottle
I
could
see
a
swallow
of
scotch
.
Stretched
out
there
on
the
pavement
I
reached
for
it
and
lifted
it
to
my
mouth
.
A
long
shard
of
glass
almost
poked
into
one
of
my
eyes
as
I
drank
what
remained
.
Then
I
got
up
and
went
inside
.
The
thirst
in
me
was
terrible
.
I
walked
around
picking
up
beer
bottles
and
drinking
the
bit
that
remained
in
each
one
.
Once
I
got
a
mouthful
of
ashes
as
I
often
used
beer
bottles
for
ashtrays
.
It
was
4
:
14
am
.
I
sat
and
watched
the
clock
.
It
was
like
working
in
the
post
office
again
.
Time
was
motionless
while
existence
was
a
throbbing
unbearable
thing
.
I
waited
.
I
waited
.
I
waited
.
I
waited
.
Finally
it
was
6
am
.
I
walked
to
the
corner
to
the
liquor
store
.
A
clerk
was
opening
up
.
He
let
me
in
.
I
purchased
another
pint
of
Cutty
Sark
.
I
walked
back
home
,
locked
the
door
and
phoned
Lydia
.
"
I
have
here
one
pint
of
Cutty
Sark
from
which
I
am
peeling
the
cellophane
.
I
am
going
to
have
a
drink
.
And
the
liquor
store
will
now
be
open
for
20
hours
.
"
She
hung
up
.
I
had
one
drink
and
then
walked
into
the
bedroom
,
stretched
out
on
the
bed
,
and
went
to
sleep
without
taking
off
my
clothes
.
A
week
later
I
was
driving
down
Hollywood
Boulevard
with
Lydia
.
A
weekly
entertainment
newspaper
published
in
California
at
that
time
had
asked
me
to
write
an
article
on
the
life
of
the
writer
in
Los
Angeles
.
I
had
written
it
and
was
driving
over
to
the
editorial
offices
to
submit
it
.
We
parked
in
the
lot
at
Mosley
Square
.
Mosley
Square
was
a
section
of
expensive
bungalows
used
as
offices
by
music
publishers
,
agents
,
promoters
and
the
like
.
The
rents
were
very
high
.
We
went
into
one
of
the
bungalows
.
There
was
a
handsome
girl
behind
the
desk
,
educated
and
cool
.
"
I
’
m
Chinaski
,
"
I
said
,
"
and
here
’
s
my
copy
.
"
I
threw
it
on
the
desk
.
"
Oh
,
Mr
.
Chinaski
,
I
’
ve
always
admired
your
work
very
much
!
"
"
Do
you
have
anything
to
drink
around
here
?
"
