Three Cups of Morning Coffee at the Oakhaven Diner Changed Everything

flat against the cold wooden frame.

“Arthur,” Frank called out, his voice booming over the quiet yard. “You need me to call Ben?”

Clara stepped directly into his line of sight, her hand coming up to tap her fitness watch. “Frank, please leave our property. I have things to prepare for my father, and we do not need any disruptions today.”

Frank did not continue reading …