One mentioned that Sage did seem like she was too good for Trenton. “I wouldn’t serve her any alcohol. Some of the others might but not me. Got a few kids back at home that need me to have this job so I can buy them food. Can’t risk doing anything shady. Anyhow, when they sat in my section one time, and Trenton realized I wouldn’t get her a beer, he threw a fit. Tried to get me fired. This was two months ago. The owner actually came out and told him to leave, but Trenton and Sage came back the next night, and no one batted an eye or made him leave.”
I grimaced. Even when Trenton had been on drugs he hadn’t acted like that, not ever. Drugs could change someone’s personality, but he had tended to be more full of himself than anything. Not angry.
Stress. Maybe that was the cause of his ange
