Espresso Court

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
The cafe has a mysterious night crowd.

Submitted: December 10, 2009

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…countless times I’d sat in the back corner of that café, licking icing sugar off my fingers and sipping black coffee, but he never served me. It made me sort of sad, because I’d always wanted to talk to him. He was somehow compelling.
…I held my breath as I watched him walk towards my table. He put his hand on the back of the other chair and raised his eyebrows in question. I gave a slight nod of ascent and let a small smile play on my lips.
“Stella likes you,” he said, without any introduction. “That’s why she doesn’t let me serve you. Because she knows I like you too.”
“And she knows that I like you,” I said quietly. “She told me she knows because she’s seen me watching you.”
“I think Stella sees everything,” he replied. “At least, there’s not much she doesn’t see. She sees magic in things. In people.”
“She’s very beautiful.”
“She says that there’s magic on you.”
“Sometimes I feel magical.”
“Stella is never wrong, Sadie.”


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