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Chapter 27 The stories slowly unwound around Jo. The stories of her father’s friends huddled at the Crab Hole bar revealed a man she knew, yet didn’t know. “He spoke even less than old Dan here. That’s why they ended up at the end of the bar. Whereas I never shut up which is how I ended up in the middle.” Carl spoke after a long, comfortable pause. In any other company, he’d be the silent one, but he was definitely the talker of this group. “Adam and Bernie, well, they’re the youngsters. I think you were already born by the time they came along.” Twenty-eight years they’d been sitting at this bar and they were still the youngsters. She shared a smile with Angelo. After another silence, Fred looked at her. “Strange seeing the two of you sittin’ so close like that. Earnest and Eloise us