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"I know that one, too," Randall declared, and as if his voice was soe whenever it liked, he began to sing along Being trained, he just normally projected and inat us I felt like crawling under the table

But, to my surprise, no one resented his intrusion More of the custo and in moments, the whole place resounded with the tune When it ended, they all applauded

"Now there's a voice, Charlie Keep that one co woestion

"Give the lad a bit of brew for that," someone shouted from the corner

"Yeah, break ya heart, Charlie Part with some of the precious nectar"

More laughter followed

"I'll pay for it, Charlie," the sli Adaot to be eighteen Look at the size of 'ism"

"Aye," the wo o dry, Charlie"

"All right, ya blokes Shut yer gobs," the bartender said Moift from yer fans, lad," he said

Randall's eyes widened with glee when he looked at me I didn't knohat to do or say

"Thanks," he said and took a sip of the ale

I tasted it, too, to see what his was like Randall finished it and ot up to leave, there was a round of applause and a cheer We burst out onto the street, laughing "I'er," he announced loudly to the world "I got paid! Maybe it was just a beer, but I got paid!"

"Right and we could go to jail here for it"

"We better get going then," he said with a laugh, and we hurried away "That ale was good I could drink another of those I guess I could pass for eighteen"

"You don't have long to go, Randall," I rehed