She sipped her coffee and looked at the door for what seemed like a zillionth time. She wished he would come before her nerves got better of her. Her nerves were rising with every passing moment. She was beginning to doubt, if she even wanted to do it. But she had to; everyone she knew had done it. She looked outside again but still there wasn’t any sign of him.
She ordered one more coffee and a chocolate brownie to go with it.
“I thought you were on a diet”, came a voice from behind.
“Giving Me a treat once …