Cops and Coffee – Missy Mwac

Cops and Coffee – Missy Mwac:

So, they laughed and ordered and thanked me again. And as I walked out of the shop to the car, all five were sitting at a table enjoying their coffee, and once again, they thanked me. 

Their masks were down, you know, ‘cause they were drinking, and I could see their faces. And in their faces, I saw my son. And my husband. And my brother. And my dad. I saw men who must see and deal with a lot of crap, still smiling. I’m not sure how they do it, but they do. 

“Again, ma’am. Thank you so much. We really appreciate it.”

“Oh no,” I said. “I appreciate YOU.”

And I always will.

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