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Barfly: Chapter Twenty-Four
“I am not wearing this dress,” I said and walked into my living room. Walsh let…
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Barfly: Chapter Twenty-Three
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Walsh asked. I shook my head. “Of…
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Barfly: Chapter Twenty-Two
I did write Stellan that letter like the cab driver suggested. I folded it up,…
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Barfly: Chapter Twenty-One
After seventy-two plus hours of not hearing from Stellan, I hauled my ass to a…
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Barfly: Chapter Twenty
“You’ve reached Stellan. Leave a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as…
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Barfly: Chapter Nineteen
I sat up and stared at my phone into the wee hours of the morning. …
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Barfly: Chapter Eighteen
I stood in Stellan’s kitchen quietly stirring a sauce he had tasked me with while…
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Barfly: Chapter Seventeen
“Well hell,” Walsh said. “Well hell?” I asked into the receiver. “That doesn’t sound very…
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Barfly: Chapter Sixteen
“I do not want to go to this cook out,” Roman said as he stomped…
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Barfly: Chapter Fifteen
“Let me in the goddamn building.” I stared at the buzzer and then hit the…
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Barfly: Chapter Fourteen
I stood in the center of my freshly scrubbed apartment and nodded in satisfaction. Not…
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Barfly: Chapter Thirteen
I watched as Roman placed olives on a toothpick and then dropped them into a martini…
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Barfly: Chapter Twelve
“Hello,” I sleepily said into the phone. “Did I wake you?” I lifted the phone from…
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Barfly: Chapter Eleven
Standing in Stellan’s living room, I stared at the picture of his parents holding a…
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Barfly: Chapter Ten
“Friday’s here!” I squealed and jumped up and down on my bed. I had once again…
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Barfly: Chapter Nine
“So tell me about this Stellan guy,” my older and overly protective brother said as…