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“What happened?”

The crowd slowly disperses while Mose the bartender holds what looks like a Louisville slugger

Her hand slips into the crook of h “Do you believe in true love, Reton?”

“You can call me Remi And I think so…”

I don’t say I’ve stopped believing in one true love At least, I hope we’re allowed more than one Otherwise, I’m fucked

We go tothe stool besideaway the dreamy expression, she tilts her head to the side “What do you do for a living to afford a McMansion in Eagleton Manor?”

I signal for drinks “It’s not a McMansion, and I’ve done a lot of things What’s your poison?”

“Tequila Sunrise, and don’t dodge the question”

I grin and place our order “I wasn’t dodging I left the Navy and started working in tech”

“Ahh…” She nods “Military guy We get a lot of those around here”

“Right, because of Charleston”

“What did you do in tech?”

“I sold a prograovern for guys like reat ideas”

I think about how hard I worked in those early days, how hard I work now I should be more involved with Lillie I’ve acted just like my dad Shit, these past four years, I practically turned into a clone of the man

The bartender puts a whiskey in front of me and a sal sip, and I do the same