The view from my coffee cup

The ladies and I are  having a quick cup of coffee before I head off to City Hall. Today is the big Literary event at Celebration Square. What could go wrong? My books nestle on the back seat of Betsy — my 1999 VW Beetle.

“Rain is coming in Olive–with heavy winds.”  Ericka eyes glued to the weather forecast on her cell.

“Cannot be…. the sky is clear, the sun is out.” Carol twirls what’s left of her coffee (making sure every grain of sugar is mixed in).

I was pensive— don’t like a rainy day — I push back my chair “Ladies, I gotta go.”

“Don’t expect to see me at the Square if it rains, Olive.”  Mira mushes back her chair..

I ‘ll refill my cup before I go.