"Seraphina, did you see the missing person flyer on the bench?"Mia rushed in holding her phone, her voice shaking.I was checking the last batch of receipts. My pen stopped in mid-air."What missing person flyer?""It's not a flyer." She looked down, her voice dropping. "It's an obituary. Found it in the local paper. Three days ago, a man named Nico Ricci passed away at the city hospital. No one... was by his side."My pen bled a drop of ink onto the paper, then casually moved on."Got it," I said. "Keep moving the chairs."Mia glanced at me, didn't say anything else, and walked to the door hugging a stack of tablecloths.That bench outside had been empty for a long time.The rainy season passed. The sun bleached the wood. No one sat there anymore, clutching their chest, shoulders shaking from coughing.I stood up, walked to the window, and glanced at that empty seat.The wind blew a dead leaf across it. Then blew it away.No tears. No suffocation. Just a strange, almost exhausting ca
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