Three Cups of Morning Coffee at the Oakhaven Diner Changed Everything

my index finger against my knee. “Evelyn served me, but Clara is already asking questions there.”

Frank adjusted his cap, his brow furrowing. “That’s a double-dog dare if I ever heard one. I’ll keep my mouth shut, Arthur, but you’re playing with fire.”

“It’s just coffee, Frank.”

“It’s not just coffee to her,” Frank said, pointing a finger continue reading …