LEAH POVI stand there for a moment after Ethan's car disappears, coffee pot in hand, watching the empty street.The morning sun is hot, baking the sidewalk, making the air shimmer over the asphalt.Then I head to table four, where an older gentleman in a faded guayabera, reading a newspaper folded to the sports section, sits.He doesn't look up at me when I set the cup down, just grunts as he slides me a five. I leave his change on the table and move to the next.The counter is filling up as lunch rush gets closer, and a family of three takes the booth by the window. Two delivery guys in neon vests slide into the corner already arguing about something, probably a football match, their voices carry across the diner, words mixing until I can't tell who's winning.I'm wiping down the counter when Mira calls me over."Leah. Come here."She's standing by the register with a girl I've never seen before, she looks my age…Nineteen maybe. Her dark hair is pulled back, and not a single strand
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