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New Friends
The weight of secrets and revelations hung so heavily on Bonnie that she needed to get out for a while. Debbie offered to show her the pub, so together they walked down a forest path leading among customer chalets and one or two smaller attractions that actually seemed to be open, to the larger restaurant forum area Brendon had mentioned. Inside, a communal seating area belonged to all the encircling restaurants, of which only two restaurants were currently open. Bonnie spotted her first customers—an elderly couple with a Labrador—sitting on a table that overlooked a fish pond.
Here’s the pub,’ Debbie said, indicating a gloomy, ornate building that looked part ice castle, part dungeon. A sign hung over the door: THE GROTTO: REAL ALES FROM SCANDINAVEA.
Debbie pushed throu
