Millie coughed to clear her throat.

“You have a customer. Go take care of them.”

After quickly shooing Grace away, Millie took a deep, calming breath.

Although Grace was young, she was anything but shy or reserved.

After some time, Grace returned, apologizing, “Sorry, I’m swamped right now.

Let’s go shopping once I’m off work.”

As night deepened, the bar’s business picked up. One of the largest establishments in Preagend, it catered mainly to a middle-class clientele.

patiently awaited Grace, content

moment, Nancy entered the bar. Her

had left her in dire straits, all because of Millie’s actions. Rosie’s only intent

face: Rhea, who was nursing a drink alone in a dim

heard that Rhea was being hounded by the disabled Darin, a situation that suited

moment, Nancy approached Rhea and greeted, “Miss Evans,

up, recognizing the

Nancy, who only had a modest talent in

A ‘s L I B R A R

glass toward Millie and

and propose a toast to

What?

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