cont. July 1

As he unfolded it, he noticed some of the letters were smudged. It read “seven o’clock at the Corner Coffee”. Gently he folded and stuck it in his pocket. The rain was merely a drizzle now as evening set in. He was awake before the alarm, the note had his curiosity peaked. Who was she meeting, a boyfriend, her sister? Thoughts raced through his head as he went through the motions at work. He rushed home to shower and grab a bite before heading out. He felt nervous as he walked toward Corner Coffee. He was early; he wanted to find a spot where he wouldn’t be seen. Feeling foolish he started to get up, he couldn’t, in Celeste walked. He watched her as she made her way to sit down. He noticed the dress she was wearing and how it stopped just above her knee. Her blonde hair flowed across her back and shoulders. She was gorgeous. His heart was pounding. He wanted to casually walk over to her as though is was a coincidence. As he pondered the thought she began to smile and waved slightly as she glanced towards the door. Quickly he turned and looked away; he didn’t want to know. He knew it had to be a man she was meeting. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Closing his eyes he reluctantly turned back around and made a bit with himself.