THIS TIME, INSTEAD of entering the café, she walked around to the back and up the steps that led to the balcony on the second floor. She wasn’t yet to the door when it opened.
“I almost thought you were going to stay in that car all night,” Ben said from the top of the stairs.
“I thought about it,” she admitted. “But Lee would have killed me.”
“That’s your friend in Bonnet?”
“I’m sure you’ve seen her come in. Short, shoulder length gray hair, always covered in cat hair. She loves your sour cherry galettes.”
“Ah, I know the one,” Ben said. “I’m still learning everyone’s names, but I’m glad the galettes were a hit. She was going to kill you? She seemed like such a nice lady!”
“Keep your eye on her. But she said something about not giving up on you, so hey, here I am.”
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