Three Cups of Morning Coffee at the Oakhaven Diner Changed Everything

room light, I could see the tiny lines of age beginning to form around her wrists.

“I was just so afraid that if I didn’t take charge, I would lose you next,” she said.

The confession hung in the air between us, heavy and cold, like the autumn fog that had started to roll in from the Wabash River. She did not look like a wellness coach anymore, nor did continue reading …