Three days prior…
And there he was, dressed in a white buttoned-down shirt and grey slacks, his blond hair kempt. For half of a fleeting moment, she doubted the possibility of him actually walking up to her, while the other half she spent debating whether to duck and hide out of sight but the sheer thought made her pause. Why on earth should she hide? Just because he was allegedly acquainted with her boss? She worked here for Christ's sake.
She straightened, her posture fraught with false bravado and within seconds he was in front of the counter. At the sight of the potential customer, Joshua eased off her side and retreated to the back to proceed with the day's work. Once alone, as alone as one could be in a cafe, Ernesto's eyes perused the menu list scribbled on the board that hung just to her left while deciding what to order.
