when I leave the office late at night, I drive straight home. however, as I drive through the city I stop at Mrs. Choi's diner. I sit in the car as memories replay in my head, good fun memories of Cassy. I smile, time flies pretty fast, it feels just like yesterday when she worked here as a waitress. She also wore one of those small blue outfits and red heels. I chuckle to myself, damn I hated those. I used to come here on the days she's working just to make sure she is doing well or no an is hitting in her. They always did but who can blame them, they are not blind, my mate is a goddess, a beautiful goddess.
I start to drive again and this time, I go straight to the packhouse, it's quiet at this time of the night because it's a weekday and most of them have school or work. However, I wa
