Three Cups of Morning Coffee at the Oakhaven Diner Changed Everything

door that led to the small porch.

The dead lock turned with a heavy, metallic click, sealing the kitchen off from the dark yard outside.

The floorboards in the hallway were cold when my feet found them at six o’clock the next morning. The house was entirely silent, the kind of heavy quiet that only settles over an old frame structure continue reading …