Entangled With The Mafia

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eaning the

ll have to wake up early to open up for the cook. It's one in the morni

ut me. I can take care of myself. But nothing has been the same since Aaron got arrested. She's more paranoid and re

My limbs are shaking. I had to scrub and clean the entire bar on my own because Sandy called

y firmly without turning around. This happens usually, people wanting a few drinks i

re's a man sitting on one of the stools. He looks vaguely familiar, but I d

not a

k of cigarettes. He lights one. "Surely I have

e in a ponytail, not this slicked back hairstyle. And he didn't ha

ee you too

cognize you." I pause. "You coul

ing you'd

te tickles my nostrils. I can't get over how different he looks. He's watching me intently and i

n her. It's you I

e back then. Used to be, because I don't think they're still friends now. After he left, we didn't talk to him, Mom and I rarely sp

Can I get a

ng up what I've already cleaned. I'm midly annoyed at his unexpected visit, especially at this time, but I guess I

s under his eyes are accentuating their color. "I've already been to your house. I guaranteed your mother that I'd take ca

on't see how this is

er. "You don't have to be on the defense

didn't come back. You just send a stupid postcard to your own mother once a year." I don't know why his presence is upsetting to me. I used to look up to him once, but that

immediately lights another one. "What if I told you I

und, Devon. Just finish your dri

Aaron out o

n who looks familiar, like the old Devon but doesn't sound like him at a

gerous, but I think you can handle it. All you have

s-and ask myself if I should even trust him. Devon reeks trouble; always has. But the

n. I feel hollow and numb. I haven't slept in 22 hours and her

dre