Questions From Linda
On yet another stop at the café, Linda was quick to notice my frequent visits. ‘Daisy-Lynn, are you up to something?
‘ she teased, handing over my coffee, a playful grin on her face. I laughed it off, ‘Just drinking way too much coffee, I guess!
‘ Her raised eyebrow said she didn’t buy it completely. But thankfully, she didn’t pry further, though I sensed she was curious about what exactly kept bringing me into town.