Place: Starbucks near the Geneva train station, outside so I could see Rick coming from Train station
Beverage: Iced chai latte
Weather: Late summer day, sunny with just the right amount of wind
Man sitting in the seat next to me. He's on his mobile: "You're PREGNANT?" (jumps up and stomps off--was so tempted to follow to hear the rest of the conversation but didn't. Wish I had.)
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Darn, I wish I would of been with you we could of wrote a flash fiction story! Hmmm Lets make her an assassin!
Damn. Wish you'd chased after him. Fool, he's not happy about a baby. Crazy man. At first I thought perhaps you were pregnant.
Thanks for sharing.
Blessings.
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