Small Shop from Grandmother

The story starts off normal,on a bright sunny morning at a small cafe that sits on a street corner.The small shop sells coffee,tea and pastries of course,along with books and flowers of all kinds.That may sound like a weird combination,but people seem to enjoy them put together.But hey, if it can pay the bills, it's alright with the 'owner'.

The 'owner' of the shop was a male about 23,he lives up stairs,right above the store. He moved in mostly for his grandmother;who use to be the owner,but as she grew older,her frail body couldn't do much of anything now and days. So her grandson,now the new 'owner' has to take care of the shop with small help from his grandmother.The small amount of employees the store has,the many customers, grandmother-Oh! and there's Poler bear,the big white fluff ball we call a dog.

As well as the man that comes in the cafe every time right before closing time to order the same drink.

The photos or songs (if I use any at all) I use are not my unless I mentioned I own the image. Thank you if you read this story through, please don't take any of my ideas (none of my ideas are really great so I don't think anyone with steal them) sorry for the grammar or spelling mistakes,and I think that's all! thank you and goodbye! 👋