A Drink for the Road
"What a day..." Maria said as she slammed the door of her car behind her. After a twelve-hour shift at one of the local dairy farms, she'd just pulled into the town's only bar's parking lot. Well, it wasn't much of a bar these days. They had stopped selling alcohol about a year ago. Well, the whole town had. People voted them a dry location last year, and the mayor had worked hard to ensure that passed. Now, the bar was more like a place where people came to listen to TV and complain that they couldn't drink alcohol anymore. People complained about many things, even when they were the reasons for them.
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