Twelve-ounce mug. Decaffeinated. No cream or sugar.
Other Xeros quietly thought it was odd, but didn’t press Dusty about his choice in coffee. If he was feeling fancy he’d drop in a few ice cubes to enjoy it cold. Plain and simple; it was how he preferred most things in life, such as his morning routine.
This morning was different, though. Dusty sat at the kitchen t...
