Went to the local coffee shop downtown this afternoon with my husband. We ordered coffee and a honey wheat bagel. We sat ourselves at out usual table. The clock said 4:40. Time to go. The store is closing and rain is overlooking the city. He grabbed my hand as I sipped the coffee. Coffee brings back lovely memories. Pondering this, I recall only sharing coffee with only 3 men in my lifetime. This was going to be the last man I will ever share my coffee with and I am completly okay with that. We drove off into the city, hand in hand, drinking our coffee and eating our bagel.
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