Chapter 7
She had never been in the bar, that was currently empty. It was just after opening, and Becky couldn't stay too long. She didn't want to stay long. She had always imagined Rose Hollow's only bar to be dirty and seedy, and it was. A bartender was behind the bar. She looked around. There was a fireplace, but no fire, with booths shoved towards the back wall. There were tables and chairs scatted around, as if they were an afterthought.
She approached the bar, sitting down. She was unsure of what to do, and she didn't have that much time before she had to go teach her class. The bartender looked at her, a polite smile pushing onto his face.
"How are you doing?" he asked.
"I'm fine. How are you?" Becky asked.
"I'm alright. I've never really seen you around here," he said. The wor
