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Chapter 3

“I’m sorry. Independence Day is always a bad holiday for me.” Nolan looked into his empty shot glass, decided to fill it, and consumed another shot of Jack. Following his action, he wiped the back of his hand across his mouth and heavily sighed.

“I understand pain,” the tenant replied. He found the skim milk within the refrigerator, a box of Corn Flakes on the counter, and a bowl in one of the cupboards above the stove. As he poured himself his breakfast, he said, “We all have pain in different ways.”