COFFEE AT TIAMO'S
Mary was just finishing her daily crossword when the telephone rang. ‘Hello?’ ‘Hello Mary, its Dianne, I'm going to be running a little late today so could we meet about eleven at Tiamo's?’ ‘Will do,’ replied Mary. Mary put on her coat, closed the door behind her and made her way to the bus stop. She loved her weekly shopping trips with Dianne who used to be her next door neighbour; so when Dianne moved house they still kept in contact, hence their weekly shopping trips around their local town. On Mary went, making her way to the little Cafe where she met with Dianne each week.
Mary wondered if that very handsome man would be in Tiamo's. Every week around eleven he would be sitting in his usual spot near the window and he would always give her a lovely smile, which gave Mary butterflies. This was silly! She was in her 60s. His warm brown eyes and steel grey hair made him look so attractive. She pushed open the door of Tiamo's. She loved coming to this little Cafe, it was so cosy and bright. The food was delicious and the staff so friendly.
Mary ordered a coffee and a toasted teacake. She was enjoying her coffee but at the same time looking at her watch. It was now eleven fifteen, where was Dianne? She was usually on time, although she did say she was waiting for the postman. Mary decided to order another coffee. It was now looking as though Dianne wouldn't be coming. Mary made her way to the counter and paid her bill. She had other shopping to do, just then, her mobile bleeped with a text message. It was from Dianne apologizing and saying she could not meet her, but would get in touch with her later to explain her absence.
Mary had to pay a bill at the bank next door to the Cafe. She took it out of her bag, looked into her bag again for her purse and found it wasn’t there. Panic started to set in - where could it be? But she remembered putting it into her bag before she left Tiamo's. The bank staff soon picked up on her dilemma and went to her aid. She searched her bag again, the staff asked her: ‘Where was the last place that you used it?’ Mary said: ‘The little Cafe next door.’ So the staff suggested going back there. Just as Mary was coming out of the Bank, the man who’d been sitting near the window was holding her purse in his hand. ‘Oh, excuse me! I saw you drop your purse on the floor as you were leaving. I chased after you but you’d disappeared.’ ‘I went into the Bank,’ Mary answered. The man handed Mary her purse and she thanked him accordingly. ‘By the way, my names Jack,’ he told her. ‘My names Mary,’ she replied. Jack said: ‘After all this excitement, would you like a cup of coffee?’ So back they went into Tiamo's. Mary had a feeling that next week she would be sitting near the window with Jack!
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