Three Cups of Morning Coffee at the Oakhaven Diner Changed Everything

Ben’s study, watching him clean his gold-rimmed reading glasses with the tail of his green flannel shirt. The small room smelled of old medical journals, polished mahogany, and the faint scent of peppermint lozenges he kept in his pocket. A single shaft of October sunlight cut through the lace curtains, highlighting the dust motes dancing over his continue reading …