please.”
“Of course. That’s $4.25.”
I reached into my purse.
Then a man’s voice came from behind the counter.
“That’s all you’re ordering?”
I looked up.
A man in his forties was watching me.
“Yes. Just coffee.”
“And you’re planning to sit down?”
“For a few minutes. I’m feeling a little dizzy.”
Mary’s smile disappeared.
“Would you like some water?”
“That would be lovely, thank you.”
But the man wasn’t looking at me anymore.
He was staring at Benny.
“Then the dog can’t stay.”
I stopped reaching for my
