Chapter 44 Owen's Story

Owen Vanderbilt sat in his office, staring out the window at the city below. Yes, his office space afforded him such a view. He couldn't shake off the feeling that his chance encounter with Harper and Eleanor had stirred something inside him. As he thought back to his college days, he couldn't help but smile. That's where he met Eleanor, and he remembered that day vividly. Owen had walked into the crowded coffee shop for his regular cream, no-sugar coffee, scanning the room for a familiar face. Since he saw none, he went and sat down at an empty table. The server walked up to him, smiling. "Good morning, Owen! Sleep well?" "Beautifully well, Martha," he responded, returning her smile. "The usual, right?" Martha asked, retaining her warm smile. One reason Owen enjoyed her services was her smile. On her off days, he just ordered his coffee from the hostel instead. He nodded, returning the smile. "Yeah, thanks, Martha.Just a cream..." "No sugar," Martha completed the order for him.