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"My grandfather built it" I beamed "Every time I look at it, it makes me smile He put so much of himself into this place All this ork you see was done by his hands The booths, the wainscoting, he built it all"

Ryan stood up and walked toward the enor

"Your grandfather was a talentedthe intricate patterns carved in the dark oak post "I really like the exposed red brick too This place reminds me of a pub I was in once when I filmed in Ireland Has that authentic feel to it, you know?"

"Thanks!" I replied His coenuine and ht this place had that old-world charaze rolled over to the far end of the pub "That’s a pretty big stage You have bands play here?"

"Yeah, just about every Friday and Saturday night I’ve been thinking about doing open- the week too"

Ryan was distracted "Yaers down the keys "Your piano?"

"Yes" I nodded For soe "That’s randfather"

"Cool Looks like you have a pretty i" His hand pointed and waved in the air

Ryan’s eyes flickered over to the opposite wall and he strolled away to investigate another part of the pub So else had captured his attention

"What do you say to a ga an eyebrow at me as he stood in the brick archway that led into the poolroom

"You want to shoot pool – with me?" I actually looked overto soh I knew full well there was no one else here

"Sure! That is if you’re up to it I haven’t been able to play in a long time" His voice trailed, a hint of sadness etched his words

I shookwhy he would want to spend anypolite?

"I don’t know," I whispered