“What’ll you have, buddy?” The bartender continued wiping the spacious counter as his lone customer remained silent.
This one was a middle-aged man, dark hair going silver. Bit of a pot belly. You could tell he’d been a charmer in his youth.
The bartender stopped in front of him. “Permit me to make a suggestion?”
The customer nodded, his shoulders slumping. It was clear he’d had authority once and lost it. Now, he couldn’t even make a simple decision, but the flash of fire in his eyes indicated that he remembered what it had been like.
“Karma with a twist,” the bartender said.
The customer shrugged and nodded.
A cackle erupted from the bartender’s throat. “She’s no lady!”
But once a choice had been spoken, it could not be unsaid, and the demon Karma materialized to take him away for a thousand years.
“Wait!” the bartender screamed. “Not me! Him!”
After they’d disappeared, the customer went behind the bar and found a cold brew. This would do nicely indeed.
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