“You’re kidding. He overdosed and his wife left him and he still won’t quit?"
I
went to high school with Chaim and Tzvi, twin brothers I was very close to. Whenever I get back to New York we always meet for coffee.
On this trip I was dealing with a very complex case, and I was emotionally and physically drained. Tzvi wasn’t available, but Chaim said he could meet me for at 10 a.m. That was fine, because it was really Chaim I needed to talk to.
I ordered Jamaican Blue Mountain, black. Chaim grimaced. “How do you drink it like that? At least put in some sugar.”
“I drink coffee like I work with people,” I said. “No cream, no sugar, and if the only option is instant, I’ll wait for the real thing.”
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