George Baker

had come to town just east of

Westcity

for a business trip. However this place was starting to grow on him. He had never had this experience before during a work trip. They mostly sent him to the middle of the nowhere, sticking him in a hotel off the highway. This town reminded him of the college town he had spent six years in. Similar vibe. Times have changed both places of course, but it felt like a reunion.

When he was off the clock he found himself visiting cafes. Sticking around for long and reading books. Physical books like back in the day.

He was here long enough to get a weekend here. So on this day he came to the cafe in the morning like the college students rather than at the crack of dawn like the people who were grabbing coffee before commuting to work.

He sat there trying to read. But kept getting distracted by the conversation of the couple next to him. They were discussing a trip to Italy. It sounded like the man didn't want to go that much. The woman seemed upset by this.