Chapter 67

For the next several days, Liberty did nothing, or at least tried to do nothing.She went out once with Tana and Sherette for happy hour drinks and dinner, but even that left her wanting, the alcohol and soul food doing little to alleviate her blah feelings.She ignored the calls from Keats and Preston, knowing that she just couldn't work up enough energy to produce a kindling of excitement.My heroes, she thought sardonically.Both had come to the rescue, although not necessarily hers.