บท 80: Chapter 80

Barry wasn’t through however. “And do you know why they came to eat at the Double J?”

Still nothing from the old cowboy.

“Because I made them feel welcome. I gave them room at my table. I’m sure there’s something in the Good Book about that. And where were you, what were you doing when my food and my company was making people happy? You were here, alone, stewing in your hate and bigotry.”

Still Frank didn’t say anything.

“Does your hatred keep you warm at night?”

Frank slammed a fist on the table. “I’m sure with three men fucking each other’s asses in your bed you’ll be plenty warm enough.”

Bess put her hand to her mouth. “Oh, Barry, I’m so sorry. Frank, I will never forgive you for that.”

“It’s okay, Bess. You don’t owe me an apology. Yes, Mr. Wilson, my bed is warm. Because it’s filled with love, tolerance, and acceptance. Alien concepts to you I’m sure.”

“Screw you.”

“No thank you.” Barry could have used a coarser comeback, but Bess was present.