“Hey, Mads?”

“Yeah?”

“What’s your favorite Chinese cuisine?”

“Sesame Chicken.  Oh, wait no.  General Tso’s.  Or something spicy.  Spicy Chicken!”

I laughed and returned to my phone call.

“Lucky’s going to like you, Madison.”
 

Ashley’s POV

Spinaker’s.  It’s a nice bar.  Full of youngsters, but the music is nice.  I found my way to the bar and greeted the bar tender like he was an old friend.

“Hey, Bo.  Give me something strong.”  I eased myself onto a barstool and waited.  It usually didn’t take long for someone to notice me.  I would hang out with Bo until I found that person that would be taking me home tonight.

“You look troubled.  More than usual.  You okay, child?”  I loved it when he called me child.  He was about thirty-five.   Definitely not old enough to call me child.

“Kyla, my sister, she moved to Chicago today.  I said Goodbye to her this afternoon.”

“That sucks.  Rest of your family still around?”  

“Ha.  Kyla is my family.  It’s cool.  We still have holidays.”  I took the drink that he sat on the table.  Apparently, he thought that I needed Johnny Walker tonight.  

“Ashley Davies!  Well, well.  Look at you.”

I thought I knew the voice, but I wasn’t sure that it was possible.  The owner of that voice had moved back to Ohio years ago.  However, when I turned to look, there he was.  Blonde hair and blue eyes.  Her eyes.

“Glen.  Well, hi,” I tried to be polite.  I remembered not liking him, but I couldn’t really remember why.  Sure, he was an ass.  But so was I.  Probably more so than him.  The feeling was gone though.  That feeling of hatred that I always had when I was around him.  It was completely gone.  I guess nine or so years will do that.  

“Hello, Ashley.  What are you up to these days?” he asked as he slid onto the stool beside me.  He ordered a Rum and coke as I searched my brain for a proper response.  

“This,” was all I could think to say.  I wasn’t really up to much.  What did I care if Glen knew that?  He gave me a curious look before returning to his drink.  We sat in silence for a little while soaking in the atmosphere and the alcohol.