They entered the first cafe they found. “There’s too much rain to be fussy”, the stranger said, and Penny couldn’t agree more.
The stranger ordered a pot of tea, and she also found two free seats, at a table near the window. From there they could see outside, the people moving in the rain, the entire city packing for the night.
“So”, the stranger said, “bad day, mh?”
“Worse than usual.”
“Why, you usually have bad days?”
Penny sipped her tea. “No, not really. But when you have a really bad one, it seems all the others have been bad as well.”
[...to be continued!]
"Sometimes - often I think - telling stories that are embarrassing or even downright crazy is easier when you're telling them to a stranger." Stephen King
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