June 2009
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Coffee Aroma & Ocean Breeze
Maria steps quietly into the coffee shop. The familiar odor and unfamiliar chatter surround her frail body. She hasn’t eaten since 6 o’clock this morning, and the half eaten bagel still lies on her favorite blue and white paisley china plate. Although her memory of Michael has begun to erode like a sea-side sandcastle, she could never forget the warm, nutty smell on the last...