It didn"t take long to change and head out to the small bookstore, one of her favorite haunts. Independently owned, the store loved to show off local talent with author signings. The cafe at the front of the store showcased a nearby bakery"s offerings, the scones and cookies as delicious as they appeared.
Andi settled at a table near the window, looking out onto the street. The office building with her old firm was around the corner—close enough to make her uncomfortable but far enough away to not overwhelm her with memories.
The London Fog tea was excellent, the sun streaming in through the window as she sat and waited.
She remembered Susan as one of the quiet ones in the office, a hard-working young woman fresh out of university looking to make points with the senior partners by worki
