It said a lot about my level of exhaustion that I didn’t turn down the vodka shot that Parker handed me. “To success in starting over at life,” she offered, clinking her glass against mine.
“I’ll drink to that,” I replied tiredly, before bolting the shot. She held up the bottle with her eyebrows raised and I shook my head. “We really are starting over.”
“Gran is totally lapping us,” she chuckled, pouring herself another shot. We’d arrived at Pistils to discover Gran hadn’t just put in our first supply orders, she’d also reached out to our first customers: friends and family of the Charleston population that had been so sad to see her go. She’d already booked us two weddings and multiple pre-orders for birthdays and anniversaries. We’d also gained almost a thousand Facebook followers in one day. It was insane.
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