SHE HAD NEVER expected to see the mysteriously handsome man ever again, but he surprised her by coming in every day at the same time, ordering the same order, and sitting at the same table.
She would sometimes sneak a glance at him when she was working behind the counter, taking silent note of the way he chewed on his pencil, or the way he dog eared the pages of what ever book he was reading. Sometimes he would sketch, other times he would write, but it didn't matter the weather—he never failed to visit the harmony cafe every day of the week.
She hadn't yet plucked up the courage to talk to him other than a few words when he ordered his coffee, but she secretly hoped that one day, she would know everything about him.
ESTÁ A LER
New York, New York
Conto« in which a struggling musician and a lonely artist find each other in a coffee shop in New York.
