Three Cups of Morning Coffee at the Oakhaven Diner Changed Everything

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“You want another?” Evelyn asked, standing over our table with the glass pot in her hand.

“Just half,” I said, covering the top of my mug with my palm. “I promised Clara I would keep it to two.”

Evelyn smiled, pouring the dark liquid until it reached the halfway mark, then slipped a plate of buttered continue reading …