Bar Tender (very short story)

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Bar Tender

I had worked the Thursday shift many nights at the bar.

Nothing ever happened...

Most of the time...

This night was different...

The piano guy whom I had known for more years then I could count sober was playing music from some country that I would swear never had a piano or a want to have one.

He would look at me and say...Play piano my hairy ass ...I can play with the best....

Then he would play again and the song would go on....

I did not mind the tips were coming in people seamed to love the music...

A old man was sitting next to the piano player singing to the music...Player again fool again.... and he would put paper in his glass and chug another beer....

Bring me more mead he would say keep them coming....

I looked out my window and there at the local bank was trouble brewing...A strong man had punched through the wall...and was dragging out the safe.

A very old looking man stopped with his cane and looked over from the sidewalk ...he waved to me...

I did not want to but I waved back...

Then he raised his cane pulled up his pants and walked over to the muscle bound robber...

Five minutes later the bank vault and all its money was back in the bank...

The muscle bound man was saying he was sorry for ever taking the money and the old man.....

He was just letting him.......

The police showed with guns drawn...

Then something happened I would never have guessed...

The little old man waved to the police and they all just got in the cars and went back to the station...

I had to drink another beer...

The night went on....and before you know it the wall....of that bank..was repaired...

Not sure how..it just was....

The little old man and that muscle bound robber came in the bar and sat down before me...

I want a root beer said the old man..

Make that two said the bank robber...

How err what....why....I wanted to ask so much...the old man just smiled...

You worry to much youngin said the old timer...

Good music I hear it is nice for the soul to hear such music...And to think they said I could not play Piano......I showed them.....

You mean him I said tot he old timer....

I said what I meant and meant what I said ...he said.....

Striking the floor putting a whole in my tile going all the way down to my basement....

Oooops said the old timer...

He gave me a gold coin to pay for the damages...

I just forget myself sometimes....

Have you seen a old women come in here he asked..

No I said..

Not any old women come in here...

Then the door opened and she walked in...

She graced the floor....she was only 18 years old...she poured appeal from her every step...

The old man kissed her on the lips...Honey...tell this youngin your my wife...

she smiled....

Yes...he is my husband...

She then asked for a beer extra cold...

I love this music she said...

I was starting to hate it...

Norse music....on the piano...just was not right....

The policemen broke in the bar......we need you to come down to the station and fill out a report on this bank robber....

He looked again and the old man was no longer sitting there....

The bank Robber was gone as well...

I drank another beer...

In the place of the old man was a huge muscle bound red headed man...

Officer I hope we do not have a problem with me drinking this night......

The officer left...

Did not say a single word...

just walked out...

Then he changed his mind...

Came back in....ordered a beer...

and sat down beside the tall.....red head and his wife...

I am from the old country said the policemen...

Yes we know said the red headed warrior...

We have been watching you...

To nite...you come home....

The policemen looked at them.......

A call came in about a robbery...

I have to go he said....

Yes...we will be along they told him...

He was close...

The robbers had just made it out of the store..

He leaped across a truck and took out one.....

Then he almost made it to the second when he was shot in the leg...

That was dumb of me he thought as he felt his bone break from the bullet....

He lay staring up at the killer....

I am done for he thought..

Lightning bled out into the ground before him....nothing but the left over ash of him fell to the ground....his fellows robbers ran off into the night...leaving behind the money...

The red headed bearded man came forward...

We changed our mind....

You can stay longer...

Reaching out he healed his leg...with just a wave...

Your great great great grand father says to stop worrying so much.....and your mother says....hug her grand children.....

Who are you he asked...

Just a piano playing dreamer...

and his wife.....

Get back to work they said...

The world went on....and on and on.....

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That was pretty good. Some misspelling and such, but minor problems that editing can help.

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#3  Edited By cbishop

I read this because it is original fiction. The story isn't bad, but the writing needs work, especially things like proper paragraphs and quotation marks. The ending wasn't to my personal taste, but that part is just opinion. Still, I read it. :)

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Thank you and still working on the other things bear with me...