The Treasure Of Alpheus Winterborn (1978) - Plot & Excerpts
Mr. Monday worked long hours at his saloon, but he always came home between twelve and two for a leisurely lunch. When Anthony got to his dad’s saloon, he went in the back way, as he always did. Kids weren’t supposed to go into saloons, and Anthony always felt sneaky when he did it. At the back of the saloon were three big round tables where men were sitting, smoking cigars and pipes and talking and laughing and playing cards. Several men were standing at the long wooden bar. Overhead, two fans with broad wooden blades slowly turned, stirring the sluggish smoke. Behind the bar was his dad wearing a white apron and drawing a glass of beer. Anthony edged behind the bar and walked along to where his dad was standing. “Hi, Dad! Gettin’ ready to close up?” “In a minute, Tony. How’re things at the library?” “Great, Dad. Just great.” Mr. Monday slid the glass of beer across the counter to a customer, then turned and smiled at Anthony. “Yeah, it feels good to work, don’t it?
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