Pretty Haynes

"Yes please" I reply quietly. "But could you bring them to us after my mother has finished her dessert?" "Of course" she replies, displaying a quick flash of white between her ruby lips. 'Why do you make me feel like this?' "How would you like it?" The words float at me through my confusion. "Do you do a cafetiere?" I eventually manage to ask. "Yes, of course. Large or medium?" "Medium please" I say as my mind stumbles to grasp what is happening. She smiles back at me as if to acknowledge my confusion. 'I have to move, I need some air' "Could