Halfway to the Grave by Jeaniene Frost

Hiya! It's been a while!
Maybe I should rename this to "Quote of whenever I remember to post" :P
 
"With a sigh, I sat at the bar and ordered a gin and tonic [disgusting, btw]. The first man who had tried to kill me had ordered it for me. It was now my drink of choice. Who said I wasn't sentimental?" - Cat

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