Chapter 14
Marcia Wakeman seldom had time for the paper these days. Ever since Abbott had been fired at Bennie’s and she had been promoted from barmaid to bartender, she had little time for anything other than mixing drinks and serving them with a smile. The only real difference was that now she couldn’t move around as much and was expected to wash the glasses.
Some promotion.
This morning was the first time she’d had in about a week to relax. They had been short-handed at the bar since Abbott was canned. Marcia thought it was high time, too; how someone with such a sour disposition had landed a job working with the public was beyond her. Even more amazing was that he’d been able to hang onto it as long as he had.
So now, as she settled down on her blue velvet chaise lounge, she tried
