The café began to feel like her only real home.
The blended aroma of freshly baked bread and freshly brewed coffee and the banter with familiar patrons, had become her comfort and bliss.
That would end soon.
She had her diploma and didn’t need the job any more.
Why then was the thought of going back to the place of her birth feeling so wrong?
Written in response to two challenges:
- Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie’s First Line Friday that challenges us to start with the line ” The café began to feel like her only real home.”
- Sammi Cox’s Weekend writing prompt #214 that challenges us to use the theme “Unknown” and write in exactly 65 words.
Leaking Ink 