The Andersons

When Eleanor arrived at the cozy coffee shop, she stood at the entrance. Her eyes scanned the entire time for her 'date'. She had no idea who or what he was. Cassie had only told her he wore glasses and had brown hair.

Heaven knows how many guys with brown hair with glasses in New York City.

As she looked, she finally noticed a man waving to her from his seat in a corner.

Eleanor quickly assessed him.

Brown hair, check.

Glasses, check.

Clutching her purse tightly, she walked to where he sat.

She could turn around and leave, but that would be a waste of time. She might as well just deal with it now that she was here.

Eleanor almost rolled her eyes at the thought of spending an hour or two with a total stranger.

When she got to the table, she looked at the man who was standing and looking at her with a wide grin on his face.

"Hello" He greeted politely.

Eleanor now regretted why she hadn