REINASix months now. Six months since I escaped the Northern Pack. Six months of freedom.“Hi.” I’d recognize that voice anywhere. He was my worst nightmare, always ordering crazy things and making every barista make mistakes and threatening our jobs.He had always had his eyes on me, but I’d carefully avoided him. And now that my tummy was growing bigger, making it more difficult to do stuff, he caught me.Regardless, I responded with a stiff smile. “Hello, how can I help you?”“I’d like a venti, quad ristretto, half-decaf, iced cappuccino, extra hot, with almond milk, a dollop of traditional macchiato foam, fifteen pumps of sugar-free vanilla, and a double-blended layer of vanilla sweet cream cold foam on top, with a rim of dark caramel drizzle.”My ears cringed with every word he spoke, and I turned to my coworker, but she shook her head. “Sir, would you like anything else?”“Maybe some plain blueberry donuts to go with,” he said thoughtfully.“Sir, plain and flavored don’t go to
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