"Madame..."
Said the waitress, patiently gaining attention from the only lady customer left, sitting at the corner alone at her table with a cup of tea and elegantly cupping her sweet, perfect chin.
The waitress looks at the lady, and it seems her mind floats as the waitress observes her; the waitress is also taking a glimpse of the rain pouring slowly, running outside those classic window glassesills of the restaurant.
"Madame..."
The waitress said politely and patiently; she never left her side. She waited for the lady's response by looking at her, and she looked around, finding some staff members at the counter also observing them.
The tiny classic restaurant rested at the corner of mini streets at the old building that was spared from demolition, preserved as a heritage site in the place. That includes these tiny little classic restaurants also saved and spared by the local government; the owner also paid a hundred thousand bucks for its treasure for the place.
"Mada— "
She was about to gently touch her shoulders. The waitress stopped when the lady simply looked at her eye to eye, those blank stares she had and very noticeable.
"I heard your presence..." she replied, pulling her sleeves wrapped around her slim arms and slender fingers like a mannequin. The sleeves wrap like a glove with a coat resting on the back of the chair, where she's sat. She gently touches her collar down to her neck; still, her eyes are blank.
"Address me, miss... I'm still young to address me, madame... and also not married," she added, not looking at the staff. Who took a glimpse at the classic band on the stage, still performing their piece?
"Uh...apologies, I didn't— "the waitress sounds a bit hesitant; the very unusual night for very unusual guests at the old classic little restaurant has a group of musicians with their instruments to play until midnight.
"Uhm...miss...in about an hour the place will be closed..." she politely said, at the same time reminding the elegant young lady in front of her, still looking at the window.
blankly.
The waitress observing her pulled out her shiny purse made of leather. She traces the edge of her purse. The young lady started strange-looking; those files of cards, without further hesitation, she glided her fingers of familiarity with, gently pulled the shiny edge of the gold color card placed on top of the table. The staff was stunned by such a delicate manner. How this woman delivered those words herself. And how she carries herself with such quiet behavior.
The other female staff at the counter observing as she's watching the co-waitress was fascinated by their guest...
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"Let It Rain" is a book collection of short stories on fictional characters of Ferguson-Women.
Each book has its own unique journey. How they lived their lives, maintaining social status. As they dealt with each of their past traumas and relationship experiences. Living the best life they had, including the love affairs of [women-loving-women], how it changed to see their very own cold world from a whole new different perspective.
Let's unveil and deep dive into knowing each character of Ferguson women in the "Let it Rain" book collection.
Disclaimer:
- Read the book accordingly from BOOK 1. and so on.
- I won't entertain complaints or confused comments; the book itself is already a guide.
- Read at your own risk!
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Authors Note:
Hi, thank you for checking out my book. Consider errors, grammar, and phrases that will bump ahead. This may include TRIGGER WARNINGS. I would like to mention that English wasn't my first language. I speak a few, as you may know. I tried my very best to give you a heads-up before you finish reading this, in case you'll roast me in the review section.
Every writer/storyteller has their own unique writing style.
Have a nice day! Enjoy reading! xx
Thanks again... ♥️
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Café music background of the story:
Le vien rosé"
https://youtu.be/3Ba_WoSZXvw?si=zvGAgRLOHBKcXtBO
Let it rain | OriannaxKacey | wlw #shorts
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