Sunday nites at Starbucks page 3 by ric gustafson
Gerald opened the very cold front door and walked in. He put the two styrofoam containers on top of the trash cart and then put his black gloves into his winter coat.
" Hi Gerald" said the young clerk who recognized him. " Would you like your usual this evening?".
He glanced at his nametag. " Yes Peter, I would like a skinny latte".
" You got it". He took a mug and began to make it.
Gerald studied the tables and then smiled.
" Here you are".
" Thank you Peter". He picked up the mug and the styrofoam containers and started walking toward the table nearest the restrooms.
Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric
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