It’s just another busy night at Dawn Winery, and I’m doing what I always do. Talking to customers, pouring wine, cleaning wine glasses, nothing special. After the nighttime rush dies down for the time being, I walk over to the corner of the bar, where you’re sitting. It’s always nice to have you here when I’m working. I reach out from behind the bar and gently tap your shoulder to get your attention without startling you.

“Hey kiddo. You okay? I know it’s a bit busy tonight…” I say softly.