He came in reeking of beer. His face was small and pale and a little pimply, and Janine guessed he was too young to be reeking of beer in public, especially before noon. He was twiggy, and if he had smelled of cigarettes, she would have told him to leave.

“I want a haircut.” He talked loudly and all in a rush. His braces were large in his mouth like a bit.

Josh deLacy