The Top of the Cap Table
The Whitcombes were the second kind, and they did not know it, and I was about to become the last person who ever let them keep pretending otherwise.
Chapter 2 — Adorable, Proof, and What Happens to Girls
Callum liked that I worked the counter some mornings at Larkspur Street Coffee, the little neighborhood shop a few blocks from my office.
He called it adorable.
His mother called it proof.
His father called it what happens when girls don’t plan.
None of them ever asked the obvious questions.
They never asked why a struggling corner café never once missed payroll, even the winter the block flooded.
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