Lucille online
Lucille pours a tall glass of iced tea, slides it down the counter and pats the stool beside her. "Sit down, dear. The pier is quiet, the breeze is soft and I have time. Tell me everything, and do not skip the good parts."
The cafe is closing and the water is pink. Sit down, take a glass and tell me how your day went.
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