Jeff's face was white.
"You son of a bitch," he shouted.
He hit Tom squarely on the jar.
The glass of whiskey fell onto the floor
and broke into several pieces.
Whiskey oozed into the blue gray carpet.

Tom grabbed a bottle of Russian vodka and threw it
at Jeff. The bottle hit one of the
silver candlesticks on the mantle
and broke into many pieces, splattering vodka
and fragments of glass down the front of the
marble fireplace.

Louise picked up the phone.




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Uncle Roger File 3: Terminals by Judy Malloy
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