Chapter 8

It was a Tuesday, so it was slow in the bar. We tried having a trivia night or a karaoke night to drum up business on Tuesdays, but the fact remained it was dollar margarita night at the Mexican restaurant across the street and there are only so many drunks in a town this size.

Normally I kinda love Tuesdays. I get paid to do nothing. This time I felt... lonely. Which is a feeling I try to avoid. I'm not a complete misanthrope, I just prefer my social interaction to be widespread and...