Jean Gras

Flash Fiction Practice
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Westcity Jean Gras cappuccino coffee cafe Christmas Eve
So nice to see you, Jean greeted me with a hug.

After our pleasantries and a moment of silence where the both of us looked outside at the gentle snow fall she asked me something. Something real. Definitely the first real statement of our conversation.

I'm surprised to learn you're in  Westcity...

Flash Fiction Practice
A day at the cafe

cafe coffee rooibos college Jean Gras football
"Jean. aren't you supposed to be in class?"

She hadn't expected to run into anyone, but she wasn't displeased by the encounter. She had decided to take the entire day off and instead spend it at the cafe doing nothing at all, besides for drinking large volumes of coffee and  rooibos...