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Untouched Coffee

He comes in every morning and orders a cup of black coffee. Hell talk to me about how his day had been and who had died recently at the nursing home. Sometimes hed even talked about his wife, but that was a rare occurrence. Whenever we started talking about the weather we both knew it was time for him to go, and Id watch him shuffle out of the diner. As soon as he left Id pour out his untouched cup of coffee and get back to work.

Story by:

Ethan Kilgore

submitted at 4:16am

11 May 2010