A trucker two stools down chuckled, raising his glass. "She charged me three bucks for a whiskey last week. Said my story about the dog dying was worth the discount."
When he finished, she poured him a second shot. Pushed it over.
"How much?" he asked.
Elara listened. She didn't nod sympathetically or offer advice. She just held the space.
"You just did." She pointed to the corner of the bar where he'd been sitting. In the condensation from his glass, he'd unconsciously drawn a smiley face. "That's hope. And hope's on the house."
He called.
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