“Are you putting on your bartender slash therapist hat now?” I said after a long draw from my cold beer.
“No. This is me asking as a friend, Philip. I’ve known you a long time, and I know something is bugging you.”
I started to speak, but the waitress, Lucy, brought out my food. Once she was gone, I focused on Sully.
“The most basic answer is we had a disagreement, and I’m not sure how to fix it. It’s complicated.”
“I don’t know. I don’t think women are that complicated at all. They want someone to love them and tell them they’re always right. As long as you do that, then you shouldn’t have any problems.”
I just stared at Sully. “Seriously? That’s your summation of women?”
He just shrugged. “It’s always worked for me. All my exes still adore me. We stay in contact, and we’re friendly. That should tell you something.”
I could just shake my head, because I didn’t really know what else to say. “Whatever works for you, I guess. But, you know, Sully, you’re also a forty-year old bachelor who hasn’t been in a relationship for longer than three months. That should tell yousomething.”
Sully gave me his thousand-watt smile that seemed to bring all the women to their knees. “What can I say? I just haven’t met the right woman yet. Speaking of the right woman. Whatever happened between you and yours, you need to fix. Because I want to meet her.”
“Casey is not my woman. And you say I need to fix it like it’s my fault. You don’t even know what happened.”
“Doesn’t matter what happened. Whatever it was, it was your fault. Now, let’s get you another beer and you can tell me what you did so I can help you win her back.”