Literature
Something Quite Peculiar - Chapter 47
Chapter Forty-Seven: Excuses
The bell above the coffee shop door rang as Rowan and Shirley quickly shuffled inside, hoping to let in as little snow as possible. Wiping their boots on the front mat, the girls tugged at their gloves.
"This place is dead," Shirley said, glancing around. There was only one other customer, situated in the far corner. He was decked out in flannel, wearing thick rimmed glasses and large, unnecessarily expensive headphones. He was completely focused on whatever was on his computer screen.
"Yeah, well, half the city is shut down thanks to the weather," the boy at the register with the choppy hair and rock n' roll d