Chapter Six
Pumpkin spice latte in hand, Ginny emerged onto the street. Her mother had been absolutely right, Jewels Café was indeed amazing, but she was all too aware of getting back to the retreat before the snow began. Hence her requesting her drink to go. Some other time, she’d happily settle down in the café and do a spot of people-watching, but not today. Not with a blizzard coming.
She glanced down at the paper cup, her heart skipping a beat when she spotted the image on the side. She’d fully expected branding, of course, and it was called Jewels Café—but what were the chances that the cups would have a whitish gem on the side, resembling a moonstone?
Ginny smiled. A café that gave out cups with her mother’s favorite jewel on the side? No wonder Deborah thought the place was so b
