❀ Amy ❀
Monday afternoon, and the café was already buzzing when I walked in. That early afternoon lull, where people tried to escape the heat with iced coffees and long lunches, filled the space with soft chatter and the occasional clatter of plates. I spotted them instantly. Jessica had claimed our usual corner booth, her sunglasses pushed into her hair. Karen waved me over. Tina was already sipping something bright and fizzy through a straw. I forced a smile and crossed the room, as my heart hammered in my chest.
"You are late," Jessica said. And although her tone was light, I could see the worry in her eyes. It wasn’t unusual for us to get lunch together as a group, but I had stated that I needed to talk to them about something important.
"Sorry," I muttered as I slid in beside Tina
