AT THE BREW COFFEE SHOP

It's about 6:00 am, Saturday morning when Brenda decided to meet her friend Larry at Brew coffee shop. She fixed her bed, took a nice warm bath. Her morning was even more perfect than having a hearty breakfast of pancakes, scramble eggs, bacon and to top it off with a drink of freshly squeeze orange juice. Then went back to her dressing room and began wearing her chic outfit with jeans, slim blouse and sandal heels. Brenda pulled out her car from the parking and off she went. Brenda felt relieved its not a working day. She turns on her radio and her cellphone rang, "Hello? yeah I'm on my way ill see you". she says happily. Larry became one of her best coffee friends ever since she started out in the real estate industry. Until now, it seemed to be helpful for Brenda. Approaching the spot to sit down at the Brew coffee shop, they hugged, sat down and got freshly aromatic lattes while exchanging gossip news when a stranger man came up to them. He said, " you know I used to drink coffee just like you kids are doing right here at this moment." Brenda and Larry went blank starring at him with bizarre awe. "I'm sorry sir. Did you leave anything in this seat?" asks Brenda. The man smiled and gave a tip. " If I were you, I should be happy for this day" and vanished in thin air in front of their eyes. "Holy. uh did you see that?" Larry utters to Brenda. Brenda froze and felt a funny thought that she knew him. "Let's go I think I'm getting the chills sitting down longer in this coffee shop" says Brenda. They left and went to meet other colleagues at a nearby hotel lobby and had a blast of conversation. The next morning, the newspapers read a man who was remembered to be a successful businessman had a heart attack and died Friday afternoon at a coffee shop name The Brew. That was the coffee shop Brenda met up with Larry and was the day a man came up to them. Brenda screamed and called Larry up. Later that day, Brenda received a note in her email box that says: "Thank you for your time. Love uncle Jack" Brenda knew something odd about the man in the coffee shop, the news on the newspaper and now on her email inbox. Brenda felt as if he looked like her uncle Jack who was missing. Mrs. Murphy came up to the kitchen as she found out through the newspapers that uncle Jack was the one who died in the coffee shop. Goose bumps went up to Brenda's knees as she told her mother how she saw her uncle Jack and told her how he smiled and said that she should be happy for this day. Uncle Jack was the closest to Brenda ever since 8 years old. She suddenly cried and thanked him for the nice visit and how proud he wanted to tell Brenda, The day at the Brew was definitely a happy scare.