26 LUKEIt had been three days since Charlotte had left, and in all that time I hadn’t bothered to leave the barn.
Well, that wasn’t entirely true. The day she left, Duke had taken me into town and I’d gotten me good and drunk. Then I spent the next day in bed, pretending to be hung over, but I was really just heartbroken.
Now, though? Now, I was determined. Throwing myself into my work seemed to be the best distraction I could find.
Our first public unveiling would take place in a month, and there was still so much to do, so many events to plan. My face was rough with unshaven stubble and my eyes were dark with exhaustion, but in the end, I knew it would be worth it. The barn would house more than just a distillery—it would be a hometown tasting room complete with special lighting and a
