Free Hole in the wall by L.M. Pruitt Page B

cared to admit, I gathered the cards together, shoved them back in my bag. “Let me find out if Joe will cut me loose. I feel like drinking tonight.”
    “Which brings to mind another saying. Eat, drink, and be merry….”
    “For tomorrow, you may die.” I shook my head, laughed. “Izzy, you’re so melodramatic.”
    “I know. One of the reasons you love me.” She hopped off the bar stool, danced a little jig. “Cat’s Meow, here we come.”