She approached me in a coffee shop. I was new in town, and the instant I pushed open the door the smooth, grounding aroma of coffee ingulfed my senses. In this instant I knew I had happened upon a local gem. Settling in with my computer in one of four, identical wing back chairs, the ceramic logs in the stone fireplace created a warm, homey environment. Immediately I became immersed in my writing. Words and coffee, they flowed nicely together; but it wasn’t long before I noticed that the tables outside were being cleaned, chairs straightened, and lights dimmed. I had not thought to look at the sign on the…