The stars turned slowly overhead.
John nodded. He had felt power once. He had stood in a boardroom in San Francisco, wearing a suit that cost more than his first car, and watched a term sheet get signed. He had felt invincible. He had felt like the laws of thermodynamics did not apply to him. And now he was standing next to a propane grill in his own backyard, listening to a man who sold timeshares describe the feeling of sixty knots. john persons pool party
At seven o’clock, the guests began to leave. They hugged Linda. They shook John’s hand and said, “Great party,” and “We should do this more often,” and “Let’s get lunch sometime,” which was a lie they all told and all accepted. The stars turned slowly overhead
He took off his shoes. He took off his watch. He stepped into the water. He had stood in a boardroom in San
“You should come out with us sometime. Get on the water.”