His Recipe, Their Ruin

just won the biggest award in the country for my beer, a recipe I' d perfected, a dream my w

Wesley, into the spotlight instead. He, the smooth-talking influencer who knew more about hashtags than hops

out her and Wesley, claiming it was for my own good. Wesley, smirking, handed me a box conta

o complete, so cold, I was left with only a quiet, resolute clarity. Then I went hom

reached into my jacket and pulled out the divorce papers I' d had drawn up weeks a