Three Cups of Morning Coffee at the Oakhaven Diner Changed Everything

rapid, precise taps.

The walk to the Oakhaven Diner took ten minutes longer than usual. The crisp October air helped clear the remaining fog, but my feet felt heavy on the cracked pavement of Main Street.

Frank, my chess partner, was already sitting at our usual corner table under the neon sign. He adjusted his faded green veterans continue reading …