The door to the café closed behind him…
It was one of the best weekends…
Helen liked to leave a short break between her readings…
Jimmy D called the café mid-morning
By day’s end last Monday…
A still, small voice way in the back of Hank’s mind...
Hank and the Rolex guy…
Every now and then Jimmy stopped by the café.
Helen’s jazzy new poster…
It looked like one of those circus scenes…
Jimmy woke up slowly…
After closing up on Friday…
Like African meerkats standing sentry…
Jimmy spent his lunch hour with Sam…
“Card? What card?”
“YOU ARE THE SUNSHINE IN MY LIFE…”
Hank tugged on his L. L. Bean Maine hunting boots…
Hank didn’t remember a lot about the party…
“He’s a real nice guy, Hank,”
To say that the cat caused a commotion…