Promises on the Mountain

Raine Hart
I couldn’t care less about fancy coffee, but what I do like about having the new cafe open on the mountain is the curvy little thing brewing it.
The first time I set eyes on April Holloway, she looks like she could use a month of good meals and a good night’s sleep.
I tell myself I’m just trying to help her out– make sure her business takes hold here in a small mountain town where bearded men in flannel can’t tell the difference between light and dark espresso roasts and don’t care.
Or maybe it’s the haunted look about her that I know all too well that has me wasting six dollars on a cup of coffee every morning.
All I know is that she stirs up something inside me that I never thought I’d get for myself and now I’ll do anything to keep it. No matter how hard April pushes me away, I’ll keep pulling her back.
Because now I know what it feels like to want to be alive.
April’s fighting demons even darker than my own and I’ll slay every one of them to claim my girl.