“What are we going to do when we get home, Joe?”
Joe shrugged, “Don’t know Dan, don’t know.”
Hearing Joe's answer, Danny began to settle down again. It grew quiet in the bar.
Joe sipped his beer and went back to watching the baseball game. Danny suddenly looked
far out into space, which he did from time to time. Joe never could figure out why. He
had some ideas and brought them up to his mom, but Mama Cruse never looked into it.
Danny seemed always to be a bit slower than most people were; to the family he just was
born that way. Danny was born slow and big and as he grew up, he grew even bigger.
Joe's brother was always a bit of an oddity to most people especially when he and Danny
paired up together to go out in public. Joe didn’t mind so much. However, sometimes and
for some unknown reason to Joe it bothered other people. If Danny’s oddities did not
bother him so much Joe figured why should it bother anyone else? After all, Joe had to
live with him, besides everyone had his or her peculiarities. Joe was only five-eight at
best while Danny stood six-foot-five 230 pounds, mostly muscle. Danny seemed to wake
from his trance and drank a bit more of his beer. “Joe, you're going to school soon?”
Joe shook his head yes, “Yes, soon…pretty soon, but you know Joe, I am just a
drive or a phone call away.”
Danny rubbed his face, feeling the stubble that had quickly grown. He never
could get shaving down well like his brother even though he was thirty. “Yep, Joe Joe,
“No Danny that’s true, but I can drive.”
Dan smiled innocently. “I don’t get it.”
Joe smiled back and took another sip of his beer, a bit more cheerfully now. “But,
I understand it Danny and that’s what matters.”
