Sunday, October 16, 2005
Coffee, on the Corner
He stopped and remembered.
There used to be a coffee place here, once.
Behind that glass window...
A hot afternoon. Air conditioners working overtime to take away the insane heat of midday.
Her eyes sparkled, as always.
They raised their cups to their mouths.
"This isn't real Amaretto... it's flavoured! You've been conned!"
Pause.
"Well, I like it."
*****
Seattle Coffee Co.
There used to be a coffee place here, once.
Behind that glass window...
A hot afternoon. Air conditioners working overtime to take away the insane heat of midday.
Her eyes sparkled, as always.
They raised their cups to their mouths.
"This isn't real Amaretto... it's flavoured! You've been conned!"
Pause.
"Well, I like it."
*****
Seattle Coffee Co.
