Erin had a small white cloth in his hand as he cleaned the bar table. The sun would set soon, and his shift at Mist Winery would end for the day, though, not for another hour or so. Few people were in the bar, some chatting, others by themselves. The small tv set on the upper wall was broadcasting the news. It was when he heard the bell of the door he looked back up. โHey, what can I get for you?โ
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