North-Northeast of town
On the highway toward Newburyport, just ½ mile north of Harper's Woods. After New Jerusalem's bars close, those craving fast living drive out to Fenner's road house, a large three-story house isolated in the country. Though Fenner's offers varied opportunities for sleazy behavior and is therefore a true alternative to Bolton, Fenner's main downstairs room is the only meeting place near New Jerusalem which may be open after midnight; this grants the place a certain acceptance and cachet even among young women. Closing time depends mostly on how the owner,
Talia Fenner, feels that night, and whether or not the right county deputy is on patrol. Definitely closed Sundays.
Talia Fenner is a striking, raven haired woman in her mid-40s; she inherited the road house from her father
Mel back in the 40s, the only thing the old man ever gave her. Though many have advised, and some pressured her to give the place up, she has refused and has seen more than one enemy get their well deserved comeuppance. She enjoys the freedom of being her own woman and the kinds of lucrative deals that owning such a place gives her. It is a well known local rumor, never spoken to
Talia's face, that the main reasons she runs such an illicit business is because she prefers the company of certain ladies that frequent the place. Few however know that she is involved in a tempestuous on-again, off-again relationship with
Lucy Fowler, owner and operator of
Aunt Lucy's Diner in New Jerusalem's Northside neighborhood.
Evan O’Quinn is the main barman at Fenner’s, and apart from a tendency to play up his natural Irish accent and lay on the Irish charm with a ladle for the pretty ladies, he isn’t a bad sort. Nor, for that matter, is he much of a drinker, though
Evan occasionally enjoys a snifter of Irish now and then. He knows
Duncan Craig of the
Missituk Club - 411 W High St, and the two have been known to get into some involved, but generally good-natured, arguments over the merits of Scotch versus Irish whiskey. Neither will ever admit defeat; for one thing, that would end the arguments.
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