Three Cups of Morning Coffee at the Oakhaven Diner Changed Everything

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“I will,” I said.

“And don’t go thinking about your property taxes or your sister’s kids while the cuff is squeezing,” Frank added, cracking a small smile. “That adds ten points right there.”

He stood up, his knees making a dull popping sound in the quiet afternoon. He looked down the street, where the shadow of the maple tree was continue reading …