NOLAN POVFor the next hour and a half, I stood at the bar, drinking one drink after another. I probably wouldn't be invited next year, or maybe they would make people pay for their own drinks to make up for all the alcohol I was drinking tonight.Watt came over and stood right next to me. "Okay, I know something is really wrong now. Thank goodness this bar is holding you up, or you’d be flat on the floor. What in the world is going on?"I pushed away his hand when he put it on my shoulder. "Nothing a little drink won't fix.""You're way past the 'little drink' stage, Nolan. Seriously. Come on, let me take you home. We can talk about it there.""I don't want to talk about it.""Fine. Just let me take you home, then." Watt looked like a tough guy, but deep down, he was gentle. He liked talking about feelings. I didn't want to do that, but I also didn't want to stay here anymore. So, I nodded my head.As he drove me home, he asked, "Did Anna call you or something?" He was asking about m
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