She sat quietly in the corner sipping her bubbly tea and enjoying her scone as she read the day’s paper.
Shyly, he stared at her with a calming smirk running across his brazen face.
She glanced up catching his gaze from afar, and in that moment, it was as if everything made total sense. Her past ran through her mind as her future flashed before her eyes creating an omniscient sense of knowing. The corner of her mouth began to turn upwards as she looked back down at the front page.
“Jack.” the barista called.
He grabbed his latte, spun around, and headed out the door.