Chapter 79 Fate

(Thomas)

I had been standing on the table of another, much larger country club. “Here’s to me!” I had exclaimed, chugging down whisky directly from the bottle.

“Whoa, there,” Jack had said, but he had been laughing, “Easy, now. Hand that over to me.”

He had reached his hand out for the bottle. I had held it away, out of his reach.

“This one is for me!” I had declared.

Jack had shaken his head at me. He had then taken a huge chug out of his own glass.

I had tapped at the bottle with my finger. It had only let out a dull sound, but everyone had turned towards me.

“Gentlemen!” I had declared, smiling ear to ear, “In the morning, I shall be a married man!”

They had all cheered.

“And let me tell you, men,” I had slurred, “Love is beautiful! Life is beautiful!”

“You’re not very eloquent, man,” Jack had jibed, “You know that, right? Never write a book!”

“Hey!” I had frowned, still laughing, “Don’t you rain on my parade!”

Jack had held his hands up. “Alright, alright,” he had said, “I’m just