Caylee
I am nervous as I walk into the small coffee shop, my power going erratic with every bit of emotion I am feeling. Craig takes my hand in his and I feel a calmness washing over me. I square my shoulders and take a look around, taking in the decor and the old-fashioned wall paper that has definitely seen better days. The waiters are smiling at the customers like they are old friends, a bell rings near the kitchen, signaling that someone's order is ready to be collected. There is soft 80's music playing in the background. This is the kind of place I can imagine my parents enjoying. As I scan through the place, I find Natalie sitting in a booth near the back and I look at Craig for comfort and he smiles again at me, encouraging me to do this. Natalie and her husband are waiting for us
