I never arrive early. Ever.
But I won the race this time.
“Krystal? Phone for you,” the sweet sixteen year old barista, Larsha, said in her Creole lilt.”
“Oh, you’re there already?”
It was Captain.
“Yup, I’m here.”
He didn’t think I would make it on time because we stayed up until 3am.
“I wanted to impress you,” I said.
“You already have.”