Chapter 19

"WELCOME TO STARBUCKS. WHAT can I get you?"

Norah looked at the barista who'd served her coffee almost every day of her last two years at Helios and waited a few moments for recognition to click. She tried a smile, "I guess it's been a while, hasn't it, Amos?"

Other than a faint twitch of his pierced eyebrow, his expression didn't change. He didn't remember her. Didn't even make an effort to fake it.

She thought of Cassie and the Daily Grind and felt a wave of brutal homesickness for Wishful wash over her. That made her think of Cam and wonder how long he was going to stay mad at her for bolting.

Amos cleared his throat.

"Sorry. I'll have a venti Veranda blend." Still rattled from the meeting with her attorney, she added a cheese danish. She took both to a table for two and sat, back to the door. Probably she wouldn't run into anyone from Helios while she was here, except for the one person she was expecting, but she didn't exactly want to advertise her presence.