Coffee shop Stories

Our gazes met, a spark ignited, Hearts fluttered, love's dance invited. Warm coffee stirred, our spirits twined, Lost in trance, taste left behind. In that moment, the world stood still, Time paused, and hearts began to fill. With laughter shared and glances sweet, Each heartbeat echoed, love's soft beat. Together, a symphony divine, Absorbed, our souls did intertwine. No words spoken, volumes said, In silence, our tale w...

It occurred to Mark Cahill that things could be one hell of a lot worse. He was out of his room at the nearby Manhattan veterans’ hospital, sitting in a coffee shop on Lexington Avenue and staring across the cluttered table of a two-person booth into the soft, brown eyes of a very attractive student nurse. At the moment, she seemed to be saying something about school. He’d nod at times, even mumble to show interest, while...

Blurb: She felt excited, nervous, maybe even a little scared. Most of all, her mind kept spinning trying to figure out just how she’d ever gotten herself into this room, at this moment and, most of all, with this man. ### In Mark Cahill’s considered opinion, things could have been one hell of a lot worse. He was out of his room at the nearby Manhattan veterans’ hospital, sitting in a coffee shop on Lexington Avenue and st...