ked a little pensive as he filled Vlad's cup to the very rim. He set the glass pot back on the hot-plate of the drip machine and then leaned closer towards him.
"Are you on drugs or something, Vlad?" Henry asked him in a serious and worried sounding voice.
The question made Vlad laugh a little and he patted Henry on the shoulder.
"Of course, not. I thought that you knew me better than that, Henry."
Henry grinned and cleared his throat a little.
"It's just that you seem really down today. More than usual, I mean!" he said and Vlad nodded. "You can be a great man some day, Vlad. But you won't be anything if you permit yourself fall into ruin."
Vlad downed the rest of the coffee and stretched his arms, a little.
"I've been tired lately. You know. When someone doesn't have anything to look forward to, or has something to do, you just kind of . . . waste-away!"
"You're too serious for your own good, son. Just you wait and see . . . one day everything will turn
Terrible read, does this guy even have a brain?
A very fun read. I read it in one sitting. Very visual and the characters are people that you can relate to. It is like watching a really good 40's movie set in modern times.