Giselle is happy.
Well. Giselle is nearly always happy, or tries to be. But today she is especially happy, because she and Enchante are finally open for business.
It has been a long time coming, she thinks, remembering the days haunting tahanan Depot and Restaurant City and nights poring over loan documents. The wee early hours petting the beautiful espresso machine crowding out her kusina table, only to turn and pour filtered water and measure freshly-ground beans into her Mr. Coffee machine on the counter, promises to herself writ in the steam rising from her cup.
The puwang she’s let for the...
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