From my WIP The Time Rip Chronicle (book 6 in The Tarot Legacies)
“What kind of whiskey is that?” Vesta asked.
“Old Crow,” he said before throwing back the shot.
Vesta wrinkled her nose.
“Alcohol all tastes the same after a while.” He motioned to Isaac for another. “Good memories of drinking...
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