lifein1973 Friday Drabble Challenge
cross-posted at the lifein1973 Friday Drabble Challenge
When he first saw him leaning against the street corner, smoking a Marlboro, and looking as dead inside as the rest of them; Gene wanted to be wrong.
But later with his eyes glued to the sight of Tyler kneeling in front of some suit, ten quid clenched in his fist, cheeks hollowed and eyes screwed shut, there wasn’t room left for denial.
When he’d sacked Tyler over the M.A.R.S fiasco he’d been lashing out, he hadn’t intended to drive him to this.
Still, as the suit walked off, Gene stepped out from the shadows.
Ten quid wasn’t much really.