If we were having coffee, we would be in the car again, looking for that next cup of Joe, whether it be at a roadside coffee shop or when we get home. Only time will tell on that front. As for now, we have water to hold us over if we get too thirsty.
“Just pick one already?” Josh said. “The game’s on soon.” They walked back through the gallery yet again.
Cindy shrugged. “I like them both. What do you think?”
“I’ll go with whichever’s cheaper.”
Cindy rolled her eyes before cutting him a look. “Men,” she mumbled as they neared the painting she was leaning toward. A red barn set beneath a blue sky on a field of green. It conjured memories she thought lost to her, causing tears to well in her eyes. “This one.”
Josh flipped the paper slip up to check the price. He thought he may cry also.
if we were having coffee, we’d be in the car and I’d promise that we would stop at Starbucks in a bit. Once there, we can do this thing properly, with drinks, hot or cold, and all the glorious smells of brewing coffee that come with it.
If we were having coffee, I’d say “Happy Friday to ya,” and we could sit around, sipping hot beverages and expounding on how great it is that the weekend is here. Tonight, I’m having a little bit of apple cider since I’ve already had quite a bit of coffee today, but no worries, I can hook you right up with a cup. Only takes a couple of minutes to brew a pot and we’ll be in business. There are other things as well. Hot cocoa, tea, and what-have-you. I’m sure we can come up with something.
Music from the Gin Blossoms is playing as we sip our drinks, Super Girl is playing now. It’s a live album and it’s on random, so who knows what’s next. If we don’t like it, we’ll skip ahead.