CHAPTER SIX
As she entered the saloon, Caz, the owner, looked up from behind the bar and smiled warmly at her. As weary as she felt, Sadie returned the smile.
Since her return, she had become fast friends with Caz, the butch-looking bartender with a heart of gold. Caz was a single mother to a little girl named Jenny who absolutely adored Sadie.
“Soft drink or a stiff one?” Caz asked, taking in Sadie’s expression. Sadie had been on orange juice recently as she had been recovering from her hospital stay, but after the events of today, an OJ just wasn’t going to cut it.
“Whiskey, please,” Sadie ordered. “A double,” she added. Caz fetched her the drink without questioning her.
“Where’s Jenny?” Sadie asked. Ever since Caz’s au pair had gone back to Paraguay, Sadie knew that she had been ha
