A Different Kind of Love
Contrary to popular belief, to be ignorant is to be left in the light...
“Would you like some coffee?” the waitress asked. I was too absorbed in the strange diary entries to really care or even notice. “Sir?”
“Huh?”
“Coffee?” She hadn’t lost her patience with me yet, she was a nice waitress, I would have to remember to tip her. I nodded and she filled my cup.
I turned the paper over to read something written in purple and upsid…
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