"I guess you liked this place?"
Edgan spoke without turning his back. He was not looking at Mel, but all his energy was directed at him. How could Mel not be aware of this; his friend was catching him off guard.
"Let's say I got used to it!"
When the small bell rang once more, the handsome young man at the table smiled. At that moment, it was as if a sun rose inside the shop. It was not a sun bullying its surroundings with its scorching red flames, but one baptizing souls with its dazzling bright white lights.
Edgan seemed unaware of the energy overflowing from his own body. Perhaps it was a moment of enlightenment, perhaps he was taking a step he should have taken long ago now, but the family members running the shop were not pleased with this situation at all.
