Three Cups of Morning Coffee at the Oakhaven Diner Changed Everything

time the phone rings after nine o’clock.”

“I know, Clara,” I said.

She smiled, patted my shoulder, and walked toward the hallway to answer her cell phone.

I stood by the sink, feeling a heavy warmth in my chest, a sudden urge to simply let her take the wheel and stop fighting the current. I picked up the small plastic trash bin under the sink to empty continue reading …