Broken PromisesChapter 46
“A nice visit then?” said Marian. I half smiled. “It was okay,” I said. “Julian?” she said. “Mister Coffee,” I said. “Our coffee maker?” she said. “No, my ancient nick name. Back in the day I drank more coffee than anybody. She called me that,” I said. Marian nodded. “Yes, I remember, now you say it. So?” she said. “Just brought back some memories of times that were, better than they got to be after the bad day,” I said. “Kind of a case of nostalgia. No biggee, really.” She nodded, but...