Love And Coffee: A Cup Of Grace Romance Series Book 1 Read Online Free PDF

guess you better come on in,” I said to their backs as they headed toward the sofa.
    “Whatcha got to eat?” Jillian said, making a stop in the kitchen first. 
    “I dunno, take a look.  Don’t take this the wrong way, Jillian, but I swear you eat more than anyone I know and it’s beyond me how you manage to stay so skinny.”
    “I could take that the wrong way.” Jillian found a box of cheese nips and shoved a handful into her mouth.  “But I know you’re just jealous,” she said around the crackers in her mouth.
    “You got that right,” I said.  “And if you were really my friend, you’d bring me some scones or muffins with this coffee.”
    She stuck her orange crumb coated tongue at me.
    “So, I’ve been researching coffee shops in the area,” Kathryn said, grabbing my laptop off the table.  “And we need an angle.  Something different.  Most of the shops around here are just plain old coffee shops.  Blah.  Boring.”
    “Nothing wrong with that, “ I said, sinking into an arm chair.  “Coffee shops do a booming business.  Or at least it looks that way to me.  There’s always a line.  Doesn’t matter which one you go to.  There’s a line.”
    “True.  But we need an angle.  Something to draw a portion of that crowd to us.  Why should people change their habits and start doing business with us?”
    She had a point.
    Jillian set her cup on the coffee table and headed outside, leaving my front door open.  Great, I didn’t need the neighbors seeing me in my pink robe and fuzzy bunny slippers.   Not that it mattered, I guess, since I would be moving.  “Where’s she going?” 
    Kathryn shrugged her shoulders and kept Googling.  “Nice slippers, by the way,” she said, glancing at my feet as I put them up on the coffee table.
    “Thanks.  It’s about time I got some credit for my choice in quality footwear.”
    Jillian came back in, lugging flattened cardboard boxes.  “Here, we brought you some boxes to get started.  You have too much stuff, though.  You’ll have to get rid of most of it.”
    “Gee, thanks,” I said, eyeing the flattened boxes and wondering how much I could stuff into each one before it exploded.
    “You’re welcome.  I spoke to Matt and he’s going to get some of his friends to help us move.  Today,” she said excitedly.  “Guy friends!”
    “Wait, what?  What do you mean today ?” I said, choking on my latte.  “I didn’t think we were moving today!”
    “Yup, it will take us a couple of weeks to get all of our stuff out.  We need to figure out what we are getting rid of and what we are going to put into storage.  We gotta cut back. We are moving into a much smaller apartment.”
    “Oh boy,” I said.  Moving was my least favorite thing to do.  Getting rid of all my lovely little trinkets that I had collected over the years was my second.
    “You better get up and get moving,” Jillian said. 
    I picked up my latte and headed toward my bedroom.  It looked like this was about to get complicated. 
     
    ***
     
    Later in the day I found myself squeezed between two cute guys in the front of a U-Haul truck.  Not a bad place to be, but it wasn’t Matt that I was squeezed up against, so it wasn’t a perfect scenario.
    The truck pulled up into the apartment complex and the driver, some guy named Billy, backed the massive truck up as close as he could get to the apartment door and then stopped.  The truck contained most of my furniture.  Jillian had borrowed furniture in her current apartment, so she was going to give that back, and Jillian had some thrown together, inexpensive stuff.  I was the only one with furniture that matched and was of a quality that would hold up, so mine was what we decided on using in the living room.
    I jumped out of the truck after Billy and met Matt at the front door.  “Hey,” I said and pushed my glasses up on my nose.
    “Hey,” he said.  “Kathryn has already been here cleaning.  I told her