The wait….

She sat at the diner, waiting on his return. He was supposed to meet her at 12:00, and was already 15 minutes late. Her knees were crossed, but shaking the table as her toes tapped inpatiently. "Was he even coming?" she wondered. The cafรฉ had felt relaxed, up until 12:00 hit. Then the aroma in… Continue reading The wait….