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.

awaited Grace, content in her

moment, Nancy entered the

in dire straits, all because of Millie’s actions. Rosie’s only intent had been to deal with Millie, and Nancy wanted to do

then caught another familiar face: Rhea, who was nursing a drink alone in

by the disabled Darin, a situation that suited her just fine. It meant that Rhea would not be a

pondering for a moment, Nancy approached Rhea and greeted, “Miss

up, recognizing

for someone as ordinary as Nancy, who

‘s

her glass toward Millie and suggested, “Millie’s

go and propose a toast

What?

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