Chapter 61

• The cozy warmth of the wine bar enveloped me as I slid into the booth across from Annie, who was already scanning the wine list with a mischievous glint in her eye.
• “Sam, it’s about time you got out of that gallery and had a proper drink with me,” she said, without looking up. “And with everything going on, I’d say you need more than just one.”
• I chuckled, resting my elbows on the table, the clink of glasses and the low hum of chatter providing a comfort I didn’t know I needed. “You’re probably right. Life’s been… a little extra lately.”