Chapter 23

December arrived, and with it snow and the holiday season. By the middle of the month, Garth had the bar decorated with lights and fake garlands of pine. The customers loved it. Me? Not so much. It reminded me I had no one to spend Christmas with, for the first time in several years. Sure, there was Garth and other people who worked at the bar. But they were only friends, if that.

So when Reynolds called to say he had another job for me, I jumped at the chance to do it. He warned me it could take more than a couple of days and gave me the time frame. I said I talk with Garth to see if I could get the week off. After all, I’d been working at the bar for seven months by then, give or take a few days.