Chapter 51 92 Shots

Zen came to a very familiar bar and did not know if he should be thankful or sad that he had eight fewer drinks to buy.

"Hey, kiddo! You're back. How did it go? I heard that you were quite the star, among other things."

Vera, the barkeeper, was still as short as ever. Zen forced a smile and nodded. Maybe this was why people drank. The act of pour