Sunday nites at Starbucks page 1 by ric gustafson
Gerald Mckray opened the front door and walked in. Using his black cane for support, he slowly walked toward the young man behind the counter.
" Hi Gerald" the young man said with a smile as he handed a hot mug of coffee to another customer. " Would you like your usual tonight?".
" Yes" was the reply as he looked around the room for an empty table. " A skinny latte please".
" Will do" the young man said as he took a mug and began to make it.
Gerald waited patiently and studied the tables. The place was full and every table had people sitting at them.
" Here you are Gerald" said the young man as he put the hot mug on the edge of the counter. " Have a good week".
He smiled and began to walk toward the only table that had an empty seat.
Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric
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