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Home? Wait… did my brain just say "ho that there were little bits of Ryan in every roo was stoay inon my chair, his expensive watch and cufflinks were on ne, a new script and a book were setting out on the coffee table, and his toothbrush was hanging in the bathroo my life with his seemed so effortless I tried to recall how and when it all happened

It was alhts on and open for business I was co that Cory would be here soon I turned the television on for background noise and adjustedtih my door, but instead a few fehts of Ryan Christensen The three girls sat down at the bar; they looked quite young

"Good evening, ladies," I greeted the at

"I’ll have a rum and coke," she stated

"Sure May I see some identification first, please?" I asked politely If you’re not twenty-one you’re not staying

One of them was barely twenty-one and the other tere only twenty-two years old; none of theirls were from Massachusetts, which was a forty minute drive from here just to the border

I was so relieved to see Cory walk through the door that I couldn’t suppress irls whipped her head around to see who I was s at

"Hey boss Sorry I’ized In actuality he was only fourdeal, especially since I had changed his schedule from part-time to almost full-time

"No worries, Cory I’m just happy you could work" I patted hialone

"Li around I hadn’t cut any yet

"I’ll go get so back to the kitchen

I had several lih the kitchen door At that very h the front door of my pub I sucked in a quick breath fro my aretting as close to Cory and el, but she was turning out to be more like the devil in my book She looked around the inside of the pub before hesitantly lad she sat at the opposite end fro bar