*Amber POV*
Things keep getting worse and worse. Somehow, I needed to talk Anthony into stopping by my place when we were in Pineville. He was fighting me against doing so, because he was afraid that we would be followed. He wanted a quick in and out of town, and then back to Tennessee.
I had to make him understand that Katrina and I are going to need clothes. We can't just run and go shopping, speng butt loads of money, and whatever else when things go crazy. At least I can't.
I was making coffee when he came into the little kitchen area, and I poured him a cup. I grabbed his favorite creamer, and some sugar and placed it on the table for him to add. "Do you want some eggs or toast? It's all that's available," I asked.
He shooked his head, and said that we would stop and get somethi
