Champagne and Confessions
Champagne and Confessions I. The coffee shop on Forty-Second Street was the kind of place where the windows fogged from the inside and the jukebox in the corner had been playing the same song since noon. She sat at the counter in a coat two sizes too big and ordered two cappuccinos, a bagel with cream cheese, and a slice of cherry pie that sat beside her cup like a promise she was not sure she...
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