Jul 11, 2006 13:44
Ennis had been in the village for a few days now. It had finally sunk in that he had no way of getting out of this place. And it had finally sunk in that Jack was here. But that didn't stop him from being broody and surly about that fact.
He was sitting at the bar, broodily nursing a beer close to him.
Bother at will.
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