PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
The dark woman looked nervous as she served the older white couple their coffee.
“Thanks.” He nodded his head and smiled when she set the tray down. His wife looked at the waitress, the owner’s granddaughter, with unbidden pity.
“This is the last place in town to get a decent cup of coffee,” he said putting two sugar cubes into his small cup.
“Harry, she was scared to death of us,” said his wife.
“I can hardly blame her.” He took a sip and decided it needed to cool. “The whole anti-immigrant movement has chased away most families like hers.”
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