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Another Day at the Coffee Shop…July 7, 2019

The two of them (married sixty years or more, I’d guess) plop down next to me, ticked off. No seats in the dining room right now, they’ll have to wait? Or maybe something else: lost keys again, the stove left on that he harps about, the whiskers on his face he didn’t miss ten years ago that bother her? He leaves her, walks away, comes back in five, tells her the coffee’s on the way, sets on the table top the order number he was given. 9. She smiles at him, clasps his hand, says, “Not a 10 like you.”

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