Three Cups of Morning Coffee at the Oakhaven Diner Changed Everything

“I always have time for Arthur,” Ben said. “And for a cup of tea, if you are offering.”

Clara poured the tea into three small stoneware cups, her movements efficient and practiced. She took her seat on the long side of the table, opening her leather bag to pull out a thick sheaf of white papers.

“I wanted to start by reviewing the lease continue reading …