Lost in thought she didn’t notice the waiter come up to
the table.
“Will there be anything else?” The young man asked.
Carla shifted her attention away from the busy
street. The noise of other dinners
seated at the outdoor café washed over her.
“No, thank you.
I’m good.” She said, waving
him away.
She looked down at her empty plate not remembering
eating. Ben should have been here
by now, she thought. It wasn’t
that far from his office and she would have to go back to work soon.
“Sorry, I’m late.”
Ben said sitting down next to her.
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