Chapter Fourteen
Ella
A short drive later, I walked into Firehouse Café. I’d made plans to meet Holly for coffee this afternoon. Stepping inside, I didn’t even get a chance to look around before Janet was calling my name. She was walking by with a tray of dishes and looped her hand through my elbow.
“Hello Ella!” She squeezed my arm with her greeting and next thing I knew I was in the kitchen with her as she emptied the dishes into a tray in the dishwasher area.
“Who are you meeting for coffee today?” she asked.
I grinned. Her enthusiasm was infectious. “Holly. I didn’t even get a chance to see if she was here yet.”
Janet brushed a loose lock of her salt and pepper hair out of her eyes and shook her head. “Nope, she’s not here yet. I can go ahead and get your coffee though.”
“Don’t
