We are both old now old and frail but our love is still fresh and I fall in love with her everyday all over again.
"Morning" she says as she does every morning.
It was our 60th wedding anniversary so I took her too the coffee shop where we meet I took her there in our battered faded turquoise hippy-style van.
Everything had changed at our little coffee shop apart from the smell of coffee beans.
YOU ARE READING
Coffee beans
Romancethere's this girl she always sits in the same place with a Starbucks coffee in her left hand she's quite pale but has long dark hair She doesn't speak just sits and reads, she has a different book every day. She's a strange girl. And I need to know...
