The clink of cups, the earthy aroma of coffee, the murmur of conversation, and the muffled music over the radio as the barista greets you by name.
“The usual?” she asks with a smile. You nod in agreement, settle at your favorite table with a view of the farmers market outside in the street, and open your book. But before you begin reading, you notice another regular sitting in an overstuffed chair by the fireplace.





