“What can I get you, sweetheart?” the bartender of the Ravenswood Hotel asked in a roughened tone.
Phoebe Porter barely looked at the bearded man behind the bar, instead looking around her at the myriad of people that filled the establishment. Most of these men were obviously miners, or at the very least cattle station owners; the women were working girls looking for money to earn their keep.
First Lines Contest 2019: Amorous Redemption
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