Handsome strange
Jul 30, 2020
2 minutes
By Monique Patterson
Psst, Christina… Ben alert,’ Jane hissed at me from the front counter.
The cafe clock read 10.30am. The handsome man who Jane and I referred to as Ben – because he looked like a young Ben Affleck – was right on time to pick up his usual order of a cappuccino and a blueberry muffin.
Every day I willed
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