Excerpt from "Errant times at the Java House"

“We’ve got enough to worry about around here without you going ape shit on me!”

He held the room’s attention, and its accompanying patrons, who ducked out under the covers of responsibility on that Friday, just stepped out for a quick coffee. They are all paused, mid-sentence, with biscotti in hand, ruby glasses perched over craned noses. Eyes locked at each other.