Karla glanced at the clock behind the bar. Thirty more minutes. The slowest half hour of the entire night. Sean was busy wiping down the tables, with only a few people hanging on to their Thursday night buzz. Karla just wanted everyone to go home.
Aimee stayed long enough to have two drinks and a slow dance with Clint and then left for home. Or Clint's. These days, Karla never knew where her sister would wake up. Of course, that didn't mean Karla wasn't happy for Aimee; she was. It was just different for her sister, even though Karla knew it was what Aimee wanted all her life—a safe relationship. Yet, Karla wasn't so sure how safe it was with Clint's ex-wife hovering around. It seemed both Harper girls had their relationship conundrums.
By the time last call sounded, Karla was done with
