Bab 185: TROUBLE IN THE CAFE

"I think table four wants to make an order. Go check it out." The lean, thin faced woman, wearing a knitted white woolen sweater on brown slacks with brown leather sandals, mentioned to Emma who was wiping off coffee stains from the first table in the café.

"Right on it." Emma said, with more excitement in her voice than necessary, which of course startled the woman. The older lady chuckled, shaking her head as she watched the boisterous redheaded teenager meander her way around the tables, humming a tune she didn't consider familiar in all her forty something years, while saying a few hellos to people, mostly the male folk who contested for her attention. She thought that the young college girl reminded her of her younger self. She was too full of life, and had been so happy when she had allowed her have the part time job back.