17 Luke
The door to the coffee shop flew open, and in walked a very tall man in a black uniform, wearing dark sunglasses, looking like a spy. Following behind him was a glamorous woman in a sleek, black dress and pearls. Her hair was a shade of blonde not found in nature, and she had very tight skin. The woman looked familiar, and when Joe entered behind her with his arms crossed over his chest, I realized why.
“Darling, of course I want to meet him.” The lady said to Joe. “I intend on being a better mother, and what better way than to meet your current amour.” She spun around on impossibly high heels and faced Suzi behind the counter.
“Do you have Da Hong Pao tea?”
Suzi’s eyes grew big, then she shrugged her shoulders and replied, “No ma’am. I’ve never heard of it.”
Laughing out loud
