Stella
I pull into the parking lot and sit in my car for a second looking at my bar. I've worked so hard for over the past few years. It's now my life, my baby. I bought it when I was at the lowest point of my life. When I had nothing. Literally sold the place I thought I would make a home because it reminded me of him and what I thought my life was going to be.
*Flashback*
I stared the older lady behind the computer typing away. When I walked into this place a few days ago and told the young assistant I needed a realtor to sell my house. She had me wait and I met with this lady, Pam I think and surprisingly she sold it within four days. So now I was "homeless”, but I didn't care as long as I didn't have to go back. I left it all. Except for my own personal clothes and things that mat
