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Grace had a plan, a need that she filled almost every night. To troll the club, find a man and leave him hollow, wanting, begging for more. She liked looking back on the wake of boys she had hollowed out and left emotionally drained. It was her way of survival. It was who she was.
Or, so she thought. Dylan was different. Dylan was dangerous. Dylan had the potential to disrupt the plan and leave her …
Written by Rebecca Milton
Published by AmorBooks
“If we stopped drinking, the relationship would be over,” the woman said and then waved to a man who was standing a few feet away, across the bar. “I mean, we’ve been together for … what, like, forever. It’s good. It’s working. It just works best if we both keep drinking.”
The man across the bar waved back, smiled, drank down his beer and headed to the bar to get another. She watched him, tipped her glass back, finished her vodka tonic and shook the glass. “I need a refill,” she said and followed the man’s path to the bar.
Grace watched her go. A complete stranger who had walked up to her, stood beside her and had begun to tell Grace her life’s story. The story involved the girl and her man, Carmen and Jordan. Both in their early twenties. Both trying to be artists. He was a painter, she took pictures. As she put it.
