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girls," laughed Ally, pointing at her glass, "I'll have one more, moms don't get out much."
    "How is your rugrat?" Raiin asked.
    "He's a child, not a rugrat, and he's fine. You should come by and see him sometime. I know Justin would love to see you too."
    "I'll have to do that," he turned toward me, "and how are you?"
    "The same as I was when you woke me up a few hours ago."
    "Cranky?" he grinned.
    "Very funny, how're you? Any word from our friends at the Sheriff's office?"
    "Nope, nothing. I'm expecting them though. We have a game tomorrow night, you coming?" he turned to Ally, "I can get you tickets for Justin and Grady too, if you're interested."
    "That would be great, come on, let's do it," Ally turned to me.
    The only person in the world I hated to disappoint was Ally. I knew she didn't get out a lot, and money was tight with her staying home with Grady. This would be a treat for all of them. Never mind that I was doing a terrible job of not getting sucked back into my future ex-husband’s life. I sighed. I'd leave town soon, and it would all be done.
    "Um, sure, I guess," I said.
    Right away Ally started to backpedal, "Oh, but not if it doesn't work for you," she gave a fake smile, and I knew she really wanted to go.
    "No, it's fine, we'll do it,"
    Ally and Raiin both looked relieved that I said yes. I had better get my shit together and get out of this town before I did something I'd really regret. Again.
    "And you," Raiin pointed to my glass. "A drink?"
    "Just iced tea right now thanks, it wouldn't do to lose my head."
    "Don't be ridiculous. You're home now, you can walk to the house if you don't want to drive, we won't judge," he waved at Bailey behind the bar, and said "an iced tea, the liquored up kind, don't listen to her," he said as I shook my head no and waved my hand at the glass.
    Before I knew it, my unsweet tea had been replaced with the Long Island variety, and as I sipped it I could feel the tension falling away from my shoulders.
    "I'll be back," Raiin said and wandered to the back of the bar where some of his buddies were playing pool.
    "He's something," Ally said, interrupting my reverie.
    "He is, I gotta get out of here before …" I trailed off.
    "I hear ya, but you know, maybe …"
    "No. Just no."
    "He's different now, Savannah, really he is. And he still carries a torch."
    "I know; I can see the torch from my house up north. But he's not reliable. I mean just today he's in trouble with the cops." I shook my head, "I can’t think straight when that guy is around."
    "That's the part that makes me think …"
    "I know, but you're all romance, that's just who you are. He and I are done, end of story. We can be friends, and I'll see if I can take a minute to untangle whatever mess he's gotten himself into, but we're done."
    "And you'll go to the game?"
    "Oh yeah! Yes, of course, I said I would. We'll have fun, just like the old days," I gave her a hug, "but then I'm heading home and starting my new job and leaving him to cause trouble for someone else."
    Ally laughed, "I can't help it, in my head it's always him with you."
    "Well get it out of your head, those days are gone," I said, while I stole a glance at Raiin playing pool in the back room. He was with a few other players and they looked good together, comfortable, happy. It was increasingly difficult to believe this was the guy who had created havoc at that last game and been arrested. Clay knew him, and knew better than to believe it was Daire.
    That iced tea was hitting me now. I turned to Ally and said, "Wanna take a walk? Not far, I just could use some fresh air."
    "Sure," she said as she grabbed her purse. We stepped outside and the evening southern air was sweet and cool, a nice change from the stiff humidity of the day. Air you can wear my mom used to call it, and I smiled at the memory.
    "I needed to get out of there, the walls were closing in," I said.
    "Tell me about it. Living where you grew up is a double edged sword, that's for sure.