The young Seaport condo agent stopped in every morning on his way to work. He preferred black coffee. But she made the fancy coffees there. So he always ordered a triple, venti, soy, no-foam latte.

Seaport condo agent loved to watch her move. She moved with the confidence and the grace of an angel.

Confidence and grace. Two things he lacked in his new Boston real estate job.

Then one morning, he didn’t see her. He almost left but decided to grab a black coffee. He stepped up to the counter, and there she was.

She smiled. “A triple, venti, soy, no-foam latte?”

He smiled, saying, “Good morning.”