Today at the coffee shop

A man just walked into the coffee shop where I am sitting. He looks British, we are in Texas. He has on a pea coat and just tied his Lab to a chair outside. The Lab looks as though he barks with an accent. The man has on a tie, ripped jeans, and canvas sneakers. I can’t hear him order because the music is loud. His brown hair has a slight curl and is short. He sits outside staring, his face looking as though it wants to cry. He is on his way with coffee to go and a small brown bag. I wish I could have heard his dog bark.