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Chapter 55

Author: Green
last update publish date: 2026-06-30 21:59:42

AURORA

The diner felt different after Harold's funeral.

The tables were still there, the coffee machine still bubbling, the same smell of bacon and bread filling the air. But something was off. Mrs. Bayer was quieter than usual, she moved slower and spoke less and spent more time in the kitchen than she ever did before.

And that affected the diner's atmosphere.

I caught her staring at the counter where Harold used to sit more than once, just standing there with her hand resting on the edge, he
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