Is there anything worse sound than an alarm clock at 6 in the morning? I dont think so. The weather today is also not pleasant. Fog covered the whole sky. I walked with a heavy step to the balcony to smoke my morning cigarette. Yesterday's guy left without taking his lighter. I use it to light a cigarette.
It's time to open a cafe. I work in a small cafe. We open early because 90% of our customers come in to grab a coffee before work. I am not the first to come today. Morana was already here.
- Good morning, dear. - Morana greets in a soft voice.
I give her a small smile. Ever since I started working here, Morana has always represented my mother. According to her age, she could even be my mother. She loves me as much as she loves her cafe. But lately, even Morana can't cheer me up. As I grind the beans for my coffee, I tell Moran about yesterday's event. She chastises me, saying that it is dangerous to walk alone at night.
The door opens and our first customer enters. He looks familiar to me, but I can't recognize him.
- A small black coffee, - he wimpers. - And the lighter that you didn't return to me yesterday.
I even blush and hand him the lighter. After receiving his cup of coffee, he leaves without another word.
- A quiet visitor has arrived, - smiles Morana.
