“Another for good measure”.
The words coupled with a single raised finger alerted the barkeep and set him to work.
He was familiar with the phrase “Laugh so you don’t cry”. It was familiarity which caused a storm of differing emotions and memories to rip through his quiet and familiar heart like a disaster film. He was scared and hurting, but honoring their loved one’s words was the only eulogy that made sense.
With the thud of an amber beer, mourning with a veil of froth and cold to match his own numbness, he let out an empty laugh and raised a toast in to the great unknown.
“I’ll be lost without you.”
With tears of grief he celebrated in to the night.