C88 Eighty Eight

Seated in a corner booth at McDonald’s, the scent of burgers and fries filling the air, I exchanged laughter and stories with Cher. We chatted about the usual happenings, catching up on each other’s lives in our own light-hearted way. But underneath the casual conversation, a secret was burning a hole in my pocket, waiting for the right moment to be unveiled.

As I took a bite of my burger