coffee shop | hannie

2 • letter from my father

annie's pov
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i woke up this morning, feeling queasy. i get up and out of bed. i stretch my body and walk to the bathroom. i look at myself in the mirror and think about the person i have become.

i've improved as a person, i guess you can say. i wasn't always the best person. in my teen years i would sneak out at night with my ex boyfriend harvey and graffiti the city.

so yes, i've been in handcuffs. but no i haven't been behind the bars.

i get ready for the day and walk down for breakfast. this hotel was four stars; so the food must be good. i could already smell pancakes. they were calling my name!

me and caleb always had a weird obsession with pancakes, my dad said we used to get it from my mysterious moms side of the family.

anyways, i put two fresh buttermilk pancakes on my plate and went to go find a seat. i was enjoying my pancakes until a man –much older then me– walked up to my table.

he had black framed glasses and barely any hair. "excuse me miss, are you julianna leblanc?" he asked in a weary voice. "um that depends." i said cautiously.

"billy's daughter?" he asked. how does he know my dad? "yes, billy is my father." i say is because my dear dad lives in my heart. "ahh, finally nice to meet you. i'm jerry anderson. i worked for your father in his coffee shop before he passed. he was a great man. i'm sorry for your loss." he said. so this is jerry anderson! my dads told me great stories about him.

"mr.anderson! it's finally nice to meet you too!" i said smiling. "please, call me jerry." he said. he carefully sat down across from me. "your father gave me a letter that he wanted to give you. i couldn't look for you anywhere until i saw you here!" jerry said handing me a neat letter. it was in a white envelope with annie written in neat cursive.

i tear open the envelope and unfold the hand written note.

dear my lovely banannie,
julianna, i wanted to give you this note along time ago but didn't know how. do you remember how every winter i would leave for a month and return? well that was because i own leblanc cafe in new york city. i never told you and caleb this because i wanted you guys to live a safe and happy life in california. so i gave this note to my retired friend, jerry anderson. i trust him with my life. if anything ever happens, i want you and caleb to run this family business. i'm going to leave you with my four most trusted workers. i love you too the moon and back anns.

love, dad

i actually had tears in my eyes. i looked back up to jerry who had a look of sympathy on his old, wrinkled face. i give him a small smile and wipe my eyes. "thank you, jerry." i mumbled.

"anytime miss leblanc. would you like me to show you the coffee shop?" jerry asked. "yes please." i said politely.

one secret, relieved.
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