i returned to the cafe the next day. exactly the same time.
she smiled warmly as i entered and i gave her my order. but this time i wanted a peach scone too.
"eat in or take away?"
"eat in"
i watched as her small hands fiddled about with the mug and coffee machine. she places the biggest peach scone on a small napkin and pushed it towards me.
"thank you"
despite what i thought the previous night, i was able to actually drink and eat the food. of course i would glance up occasionally to admire the pretty lady behind the counter.
it was about 11pm, but she managed to hold a wonderful smile every time someone new came through the door. i wondered how she did it. i would glare at everyone because why the hell where they coming in at 11pm?
