Instead, this morning I saw the word - Run! There was even an exclamation point. My mind processed several scenarios, from stroke to hallucinogens.
Looking again into the cup the word “Now!” glared at me.
I bolted off the chair to collapse on the grass at the edge of the coffeehouse as the engine of a Boeing 737 plunged out of the sky, killing the chair I had been sitting on.
Damn, that was great coffee!