#beth1

Peach Hollow was technically a small town. She knew a lot of people and had seen a lot of faces. Nodding to the bouncer outside of Joey’s she made her way to the smoker’s section around the side of the building, pulling a cigarette form the box in her jacket pocket. She lit it with a couple of flicks of her lighter, steps slowing as she neared the area. Looking up, she saw a face that she hadn’t seen since high school - a face that she had avoided since high school. “Hey... Beth. It’s been a minute.”