I glanced around the floor of the café around us. A sliver of something silver peaked out from beneath the bakery case, and I grabbed the quarter and held it up. “That’s enough, right?” “You seriously just found that on the ground?” I shrugged. “It’s a curse.” He laughed at that. “No, you’re lucky,” he remarked, and I had to bite the inside of my cheek as I grinned.
