Cold Morning (2015)
Cold Morning
“I’d overslept—I wanted to be up before six, dressed for a walk in the cold morning—but I found myself dreaming of tons of hot money falling from the sky, a disturbing image that was alarming because I couldn’t breathe under that avalanche of illicit cash.
Cora Lee Thomas spoke in a hesitant voice. “Miss Ferber, my apologies for the…the call.”
“That’s all right. Tell me.”
“Could we meet for coffee? I know you are busy and all…with the trial and…”
I glanced at a clock on the night...stand. “Where?”
“There’s a little diner down from you, the Maple Leaf. Nobody goes there but townsfolk.”
“Give me ten minutes.”
When I arrived, she was already sitting in a back booth, steps from the kitchen. An early-morning eatery, noisy with the pleasant hum of men and women headed to work: milk and bread and egg delivery men, all chatting, back-slapping, downing hot coffee and toast, joking, teasing, then rushing off.MoreLess
Cora Lee Thomas spoke in a hesitant voice. “Miss Ferber, my apologies for the…the call.”
“That’s all right. Tell me.”
“Could we meet for coffee? I know you are busy and all…with the trial and…”
I glanced at a clock on the night...stand. “Where?”
“There’s a little diner down from you, the Maple Leaf. Nobody goes there but townsfolk.”
“Give me ten minutes.”
When I arrived, she was already sitting in a back booth, steps from the kitchen. An early-morning eatery, noisy with the pleasant hum of men and women headed to work: milk and bread and egg delivery men, all chatting, back-slapping, downing hot coffee and toast, joking, teasing, then rushing off.MoreLess
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