Vi wasn’t the type to keep her thoughts to herself, if she saw something she liked or hated, she’d say it. if she thought the opposite opinion, she’d speak about it. no holding back.

But when it came to Caitlyn? It's like she didn’t even have to pause to speak.

Caitlyn was a regular at the bar. She was the sheriff of the town, eye candy, or, at least one that Vi would call her that openly.

Vi sat on a stool, leaning on the bars countertop. Her first day out of jail and she visited the last drop first, just to see her.

“Did my girl miss me or what?“ She said with a lopsided grin, tilting her head as she spoke.