a's

that still had some blonde highlights on it. "You'll h

eet smile. "I like the restaurant. Un

ayed in the washroom, just staring at the mirror after listening to the girls and in doing so, I had been late to grab Julian from the Kindergarten.

nough to buy supplies for the entire week and pay off some of my father's debt that he had taken from our neighbours. Unfortunately, I had only joined work last year, out of fear of Julian

k door. "There you are, lad!" He handed me the huge garbage bags he was carrying, almost making me dr

e trash. I didn't bother reminding Chris that throwing the trash was a part of his job, not

as immediately flooded with all kinds of delicious scents. I felt my stomach rumble as I had only been able to

nose. He was a man in his early fifty's with salt and pepper hair that he liked to keep long, along with a big beard. He didn't talk mu

nger at my question, but since Julian was with me, he didn't bother scolding me

rown men and women was no fun. They cussed a lot and used certain terminology that wasn't fit for a child,

rm; a crisp white shirt, blue knee length skirt and an apron with the Diner's logo on it. I placed my writing pad in my front pock

ters called out as he came inside the ki

y to take orders, but I stopped dead in my track

a beat when I saw who I h

Belfast High Cheerleading squad, but the girls who were always seen hanging off of their ar

my

smile as I approached their t

e by one, all their attention turned towards me as seve

smile!" Derek laughed as he pointed t

cing her hands in front of her face to look like a posh lady. "Y

because it was far enough from school that not a lot of students frequented this part of town. Then why were th

peaceful ending of the