The Waiting Game

Avery

The café settled into its mid-morning lull. A few customers trickled in and out, but nothing demanding. I used the quiet time to prep for lunch, checking inventory and planning tomorrow's specials.

I reorganized the pastry case, restocked the cream and sugar station, and wiped down already-clean tables.

Anything to keep my hands busy and my mind off yesterday.

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