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“Holy shit,” he says The jukebox turns to an old Ti back in town?”

He studies e

“Visiting for a little bit How’ve you been, Cash? I’m surprised you still remember me,” I say

Hunched over his side of the bar, he rolls his eyes before leaning in “Like I could forget the girl who broke my brother’s heart into a million pieces”

I begin to respond, only to stop myself and question if I actually heard the man correctly

“What did you say?” I ask over the boo music

“Pretty sure you heard me”

“You said I broke his heart?”

Apparently I’m not the only one Wyatt Buchanan has lied to over the years

A gentle Cash down for a refill on his beer Cash acknowledges hi to work on my drink

He still hasn’t answered my question

A minute later, he places a cardboard coaster andbefore flinging it over his shoulder

“That’ll be twenty-five,” he says

I almost choke on my spit “Dollars?”

How the hell does he get aith charging New York prices in a town like this?

“He’sbetween ed woive it to her on the house And make me one while you’re at it”

Cash’s cold stare passes between us as he fixes a second drink for Ivy Maybe she’s a frequent patron or perhaps her husband has influence in this town, but he doesn’t give her any crap He simply places the second drink in front of her with a solemn look on his face

Ivy takes a sip before turning to me “Meet you back at the table?”

I nod But I’et my answer

“Why did you say that?” I ask hie comment “Why did you say I’m the one who broke his heart?”