Chapter 9: The Coffee Maker
Almost one year later...
Skylar unpacked boxes inside her new waterfront condominium.
She smiled when she found the old coffee maker.
The same one she had purchased with her first paycheck.
Friends laughed.
"After everything... you still kept this?"
She ran a hand across its scratched surface.
"It reminds me."
"Of Derek?"
She smiled softly.
"No."
"Of the woman who worked hard enough to buy her own life."
She brewed the first cup.
May you like
This time...
Coffee smelled like freedom.
