Laura propped her chin up on the mop handle and stared aimlessly out the café’s front window. She could hear Isabelle humming as she wiped the long Formica counter. Another day done.
The sound of honking drew her eyes up to the sky. A long v-shaped formation of Canada Geese flew by, on their way to warmer climates. A shadow ghosted through her peripheral vision and she shivered.
“Isabelle? What’s the deal with Aidan?”
“He’s a strange duck, no doubt about it. Pushes folks away mostly. This is the most I’ve ever seen him in town since he moved here.”
This is another scene from Loved, Labored, Lost