His Favorite Cap
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Jeff had worn his favorite army cap that day, an accessory he rarely left the house without. Ushering Ana to their favorite table near a window that overlooked the evening-eaten town, he sat across from her and waited for their server to come.
She did, and Ana ordered their Thursday special, a steak with asparagus and mashed potatoes. But the two wouldn’t taste their food before the three men showed up.
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