Karla stood barely within the doorway of the little coffee shop, a copy of In Olden Tymes clutched in both hands. Morning sunlight filtered in through the dusty windows and reflected off her golden curls as she glanced around the mostly-empty space. It seemed the early morning crowd had come and...
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