Georgie“We’re here,” he said as we pulled up to some place called “The Pickle & Ale Tavern.”
“What is this?”
“Trivia night. Come on.”
“Huh?”
“Bar trivia night. A couple of my buddies are here. You make teams and compete for prizes. Mostly food.”
“Seriously?”
“Yes, you’ll love it. If you don’t, well, I don’t know because you will. Come on, let’s see how smart you are.”
“You doubt my smarts?”
“Show me what you got.”
“Game on buddy!”
When we walked inside and a guy at one of the more filled tables waved us over.
“Hey man, what’s up?” Rocco said as they shook, and half hugged.
“Hey man,” the redhead said. “And who do we have here?”
“August, this is Georgina,” He introduced me to the red head.
A look of recognition flickered across his face so fast that I thought I might have imag
