Fifty First Way
Sandy, one of the bartenders in Pete’s Pub, noticed Jake Moore as soon as he entered the bar. Jake was a regular, usually coming in three or four times a week. She had grown to consider him a close friend and always admired his constant state of happiness, so it was easy for her to see something was wrong today. “Hi Jake. You look like you lost your best friend. Are you okay?” “Hey, Sandy. I’ve had better days. I’m in dire need of a beer.” “Coming right up.” Sandy rushed off fetch his...