Coffee Shop part 3

Ashley puffed on her Misty Ultra Light as she fingered the worn copy of Sense and Sensibility that was sitting in front of her.  Lord only knew what made her sign on to that stupid dating site in the first place, not to mention actually accepting a date with one of the fools who use said sites.  Well, she thought to herself, I guess I’m one of those fools now, as well. She casually flipped through the Austen novel sitting in front of her, the only relic she kept from her horrific three year relationship with John.  In a way, John was the whole reason why Ashley was sitting in this run down coffee shop, fingering a run down book in the first place.  If he had been able to keep his zipper closed and his hands off any female being that wiggled, Ashley would still be engaged, and well on the way to living out the rest of her life exactly the way she had planned it out with her Barbies when she was younger.  Instead, she turned to the world wide web to look for what she could not find in real life, beginning with Ebay, but quickly moving to E-Harmony.  It was there that she met Ralf, the down to Earth father of two who recently lost his wife to cancer and also enjoyed a good Jane Austen novel.

Ashley looked at her watch and, noting that Ralf (what kind of name is that anyway?) was ten minutes late, picked up her book and was about to leave when a tall, well groomed man walked into the coffee shop, carrying a well worn copy of Sense and Sensibility.