Cocktail Books Chronicles

– Life without you, would be nothing Just like a song without a tune And life without you would be empty Just like the night without a moon Love is the season -           Bagatelle On Malik’s insistence, the bartender replacing Kamaria was female. For four days, Kamaria sat on the other side of counter on Jamba's seat as she watched, having realised the new girl did not need training. Njeri was streetwise and had, unlike Kamaria, worked in many other bars. “Way dingier than this,” she told Kamaria. “Compared to where I have worked before, this is a posh bar.” Njeri had a big laugh, and a lethal tongue - Kamaria had giggled enough times at clients who had already received her no nonsense but diplomatic tongue. Njeri had also wanted to know if Malik was married. “He’s very handsome.” Was her excuse for inquiring "I was mistress to my previous boss but he found a younger one and I had to leave." She had said casually, leaving Kamaria open-mouthed. Kamaria