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CHAPTER HUNDRED SEVENTY-TWO

It was the weekend and I knew the bars would be filled to the brim. I had no idea how I'd get in but I hoped the bouncers would be more 'receptive' to women.

Finding a spot to park was the hardest. I couldn't find a single parking space and had to do that 2 blocks down and away from the bar. I literally ran all the way there and stopped when a crowd seemed to block the entrance.

"Dude's got a fucking hook." One dude said to the other and my heart raced against my chest. I was hoping Jack was seated in the corner watching people fight and playing the role of a commentator.

I had to push a few people to get to the front line and when I got there, my jaw fell open.

"Jack?" He was on top of someone, trying to pull someone off another who was being pummeled to a pulp. Calling his name momentarily distracted him and the person he'd been trying to hold off, threw his elbow against the side of his face and he stumbled backwards.

"Jack!" I screamed. I had no idea what I was thinking as I t
T. C. SARAH

Awww.... I got a little teary-eyes with this moment. Always Writing, T. C. SARAH.

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