***
"Thank you for waiting, Miss Haren. Here is your coffee. Please let us know when you're ready to order. Thank you."
The waiter echoed, granting me a kind smile as he placed the black coffee in front of me, his gaze lingering on it momentarily. I wasn't surprised by his confusion. A lot of people just didn't understand that I liked my coffee black with no sort of additives.
Just like my father...
"Thank you. I'll let you know once my companion arrives."
He turned his gaze at my voice, offering me a sheepish smile for being caught in the act before he walked away, leaving me with an even wider smile and shake of the head. My father's influence on my drink choice had caused a lot of very similar stares and even playful arguments- including with my grandfather.
Well, it's a pretty go
