“Oh no, they’re not open,” Liz said as she and Tina stood outside of the café.
“I don’t understand,” Tina said. “It’s half past nine and they usually open the place by eight.”
The two women peered through the glass doors. It was dark inside. Liz tried the door, but it was locked. “I see the sign that says NOPE, but nothing else to indicate why they’re not open.”
A man saw the two women standing by the door. He stopped and said the place was closed down. “Why?” Tina asked.
“The owner succumbed to COVID-19 last week,” the man said.
Written for this week’s Friday Fictioneers from Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Photo credit: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.