The Humble Waiter
One particularly slow afternoon, Luke was wiping down tables when the doorbell chimed, signaling a new customer. He glanced up and felt his heart stop. It was her scent that he picked up on first. His ex-wife, Tara walked in, looking radiant and composed. She was not alone.
A tall, handsome man with an easy smile was by her side, his arm draped casually over her shoulder. He knew then that Tara had moved on.