She was walking around aimlessly, the wind whipping her hair. She had work in two hours, so she walked around the city. Walking seemed to be her favorite pastime. It allowed her to think.
She walked by now familiar buildings and people. It was quite early, six in the morning, and she hadn't had breakfast at home. In fact, when she left, Brie was still fast asleep.
She remembered Carlo's Coffee Roasters near Ryker & Paul and her stomach rumbled. She hadn't had lunch or dinner the previous day. In truth, she didn't have any appetite. But when she thought of the chocolate muffins and the fragrant coffee, she immediately began walking in that direction. It was approximately thirty minutes away. But she had time to spare.
After Alex left, all she could do was sit on the rusty old couch an
