En cours de chargement...
She was nearly always in the coffee shop around the corner when I was there. She was always sitting at her place. She was different then the other: Her hair had already turned gray. She wasn't on her phone. And she got my attention from the day I first walked into that place. One day I found the guts to sit myself next to her. We talked, a friendship came out of it. A friendship with benefits. Enjoy your read.