They had searched for each other for many weeks after their first encounter in this coffee shop. He had been in line behind her when she realized she left her wallet at home. He kindly offered to pay for her latte. She accepted and smiled and stared for one second that seemed as long as their own favorite love song. He replayed the memory in his head a million times. He was just looking for a decent mocha before his appointment nearby. He didn’t live anywhere close to this part of town, yet he came to the coffee house almost three times a week afterwards, just to see if she would be ordering her drink. This day, he sat at the table wide enough that there would be enough room for her. He didn’t realize that she had been waiting in the window already scanning the sidewalk for the man she desperately wanted to meet again. After many minutes of both of them pretending to be there solely for a cup of coffee, it merely took the sound of a cup breaking upon the floor to get the two to turn around and engage eyes one more time. He knew there may not be another chance. “Nice to see you here again…”
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