He was trying to stop the taxi. Alicia took a careful glance at him and her eyes widened when she was able to get a clear vision of his face.
He was the same man who had helped her a month ago when she had moved to that new city. The same man who had left her a jacket, letter, and money.
“Hey!” she called out waving her hand, as she didn't know his name.
But the man didn’t see her. He stopped the car and got on it. The car drove away and sadly she walked inside the cafe.
“I am so sorry, sweetie. I am really feeling so bad…” the lady stopped her and apologized again.
“No, it’s fine. It’s your day you both should enjoy,” Alicia suggested forcing a smile.
“We will but not until our order will be placed again,” the man replied.
“Sure…” Alicia nodded her head and walked to the counter.
