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Topher

“We knoe are, but know not e may be” —William Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act IV, Scene V

The corner spot at the rear of the coffee shop should have been an ideal location to conduct a pre- to yell over the din of eager custo machinery Not today This place was packed An endless parade of sporty types wearing blue-and-gold caps and T-shirts e iced coffees and cappuccinos before heading to the big gaht be

I glanced up when a blue-faced burly man entered the shop with both arms raised in a battle call and bellowed, “Go, Bruins!” A few patrons cheered at his antics, slapping high fives as they made space for him in line

“What is happening here?” Tommy asked in dismay

“Football season started Therethe row of black bracelets on his wrist to wave at someone behind me

“Cody’s here” Asher lifted his to-go cup in greeting and patted the empty seat beside him “You’re late”

“The traffic was terrible, and I couldn’t find a parking spot” Cody flopped onto the wooden chair with a sigh, pushing the curtain of wavy brown hair fro a harried smile “Why didn’t we just meet at your new house?”

“We won’t have the keys till next weekend”

Cody frowned “Oh, I didn’t know We just got hoht”

“Here’s your drink Half-caf, no foam, double-shot latte” Tommy slid a cup across the small round table to Cody “Hoas the tour?”