She sat at the bar
This is not a happy hour
I saw her sad smile
I received what seemed to be a random invitation to happy hour with coworkers whom I like but don't generally hang out with. I went and found out that today was the day that one of them received their final divorce papers. She was laughs one minutes and tears the next. I felt very sad for her and kind of special that they would have even thought I should be invited on a night when a person needs caring people around her.
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