Kina
Usually, Lacey and I met up on the last Wednesday of every month to spend some time together and catch up. Life got busy, and if I didn’t make time for my friends, months would pass without me seeing them.
I needed a social life, time with people who weren’t my clients to put everything into perspective.
This Wednesday, I’d had the work dinner with Jacob, so Lacey and I had moved our usual drinks to that Friday. We went to Jada Coles, which we always did when we had drinks together. Jada Coles had wooden panel walls and tiled floors with a bar along the one side, a stage on the other, and wooden tables and chairs in the middle.
The bartender knew us well enough that we didn’t have to tell him what we wanted, and he brought us two mojitos.
“So, tell me about what you’ve got going
