Kaleb pressed his lips together and stared at the cold latte across the table from him. The white carnation that he'd gotten for a dollar off the pretty girl that had come through the shop with her basket had looked like the perfect flower when he paid for it. Now it just looked like a dollar carnation wrapped in a piece of green paper.
He leaned back in the chair and he realized…she wasn't going to show up. It was one of the perils of being Sara's friend; she had a really bad habit of getting easily distracted. Easily manipulated was more like it. It drove Kaleb absolutely crazy that he could tell when that guy manipulated her, but Sara couldn't. He didn't blame her, not completely, she always had a need to believe in the best in everyone, see the best in everyone. She couldn't help it i
