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Promises and Pomegranates by Sav R. Miller

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CHAPTER 14

I’M STILL GLARING at our waitress when Kal exits the building, leaving me

alone inside without a single word in parting. I blink as sunlight quickly

floods the floor, momentarily allowing me to see the ocean-themed artwork

hanging on the paneled walls and the giant talking bass mounted above the

bar.

Having never been to one in Boston, I can’t accurately judge, but I’m

willing to stake my life on this being a completely different atmosphere from

the nightlife there.

Maybe it’s part of the small, kitschy island charm. Maybe I’m just sour

because Kal’s best trick seems to be ditching me.

Gwen walks back over with a ceramic bowl in hand, setting it down on

the table in front of me. Thick steam rolls off the dish, its vomit scent

smacking me in the face. Wrinkling my nose, I push it away, taking a sip of

my drink.

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