“Another one over here.” Sophie pushed the empty shot glass away from her. The red-haired bartender nodded while raising his finger, telling her to wait.
“What are you doing here, Sophie?”
She wasn’t surprised to see Gully standing behind her, looking like a dashing pirate that knew how to dress. “I fancied a few drinks, Uncle Gul. Why do you sound like you’re not pleased to see me?”
“In all these years, not once have you come here, let alone drinks, Sophie. That tells me you’re up to something,” Gully said. “But, with how things have been lately and me knowing you so well, I’d say you need to talk and didn’t know where else to go.”
Sophie felt her eyes brimming as the weight of the last few weeks threatened to crush her. He was right. She did need to talk and that was the exact reaso
