I woke up the following morning with a start. I realized I had work to do. I arrived at the café just in time for the first customer of the day.

“Al, do you have time after work?” Olga wanted to know.

The radar of my intuition shifted to red alert. Another ‘over time job’? With Olga? A feeling of apprehension overcame me. I was not belittling her but she was twice as old as I was – as old as my mom!

I eyed her round, plump face and stout figure. God forbid!

Olga snapped her fingers ...