|"His face shutters again. 'I'm okay.'
I reach out to touch his arm and he very gently moves back,
keeping a certain distance between us. I can take a hint: I stop
leaning forward on the bar and busy my hands stacking glasses
and wiping down a counter that's already clean.
I want to do something for this man. I don't know what I can
do, though. He's back to sitting staring off into