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I make myself count to ten. By the time I get to six, Veronica’s face relaxes. I need to mind my own fucking business. Then he pulls her close again.

I shove my pool stick at Brady. “Take this. I’ll be right back.”

My strides are long and purposeful as I cross the bar, and I know I look pissed. She’ll probably give me endless shit for this at work on Monday, but I don’t even care.

“Hey, V