Hello everyone! As part of Short Story Saturday, I have posted another short story, this one entitled The Leggy Mistress of the Waterfall. Please enjoy.
He didn’t go there looking for love. All he wanted was a stiff drink after a hard day working for the Northwest Logging Company. The Waterfall Bar wasn’t his usual haunt. It was far different as it emanated with refinement and class. Firefly lights, a dark, rich color scheme reminiscent of a cigar lounge and classical music melodiously playing in the background set a mood that was a far cry from the large fluorescent lights, the green and brown color scheme reminiscent of a pool hall and heavy metal and rap that blared at his favorite drinking establishment.