Stolen Hearts – Coffee with Bathsheba

The red, yellow, and orange leaves rustle in the wind and float like feathers to the earth. They crunch under my feet as I saunter toward Starbucks. I breathe in and smell the crispness of the fall air. I smile. My favorite time of year. I enter the coffee shop and...

Hearts of Jealousy – Coffee with Mary and Martha (Part Two)

The restaurant buzzes with activity as the morning patrons gather to enjoy a hearty breakfast. I take the last bite of my eggs benedict and smile. The lemon from the hollandaise sauce tantalizes my tongue. “Oh, this is so good. You should try it next time,” I say to...

Hearts of Focus – Coffee with Mary and Martha (Part One)

She removes the paper napkin holder and lines up the silverware in preparation for the arrival of our breakfast order. She reaches to do the same for her sister. Mary scowls and slaps Martha’s hand. “Stop. I’m not a child anymore.” I chuckle and lean back in the booth...

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