Driving down the road, I planned on heading to the place we played pool at but I found myself pulling into The Wayward Tap. There were a few cars and even a motorcycle parked next to Solaris’ ride.

Opening the door, I looked around. There were a couple of booths being taken up by some college kids, a group of old men huddled in the corner playing a game of cards, and an older gentleman sitting at the bar. Solaris was cleaning a glass, talking with the gentleman at the bar. She looked up at me ...