Excerpt From BACK AND FORTH

The afternoon sun hovered over the distant mountains and Sean checked the Inferno Bar’s clock.

The hands were stuck on 10:24 and the bartender said, “It’s been broke for years. The regulars like that time. Mid-morning or three hours till closing.”

Sean held out his hand to the gap between the sun and the shining peaks.

“I reckon it’s for about 5 O’clock.”

“Sun sets around 8 this time of year.”

“Three more hours of sunlight then.”

AK tapped his shoulder.

“What’s up?”

“Take a look.”

The early evening rush of hard-faced farmers in dirty overalls crowded the Inferno Lounge. They sat with a weariness born from decades of hard labor. Johnny Cash’s version of SUNDAY MORNING COMING DOWN was on the jukebox.

From BACK AND FORTH - a novel - hitchhiking across the USA 1974. A different world than now.

ps I can't find any mention of the Inferno Lounge on Google.