Charlotte POV
The next few days drag on so slowly. Being stuck in a room with almost nothing to do is not very relaxing. It just gives me time to think about everything that has happened in my life, and I really don’t like doing that. I don’t like to relive the past over and over. I decide I need a change of scenery and decide to pack up to go to my next stop. But first I am going to eat at that diner one more time. I grab my two bags and head up to the office to check out and then head to the diner.
I order one of my favorite dishes for dinner, meatloaf and a baked potato. It isn’t the same meatloaf my mom made but it isn’t bad. Looking around the diner I spot someone that looks kind of familiar. I can’t quite place where I have seen him before but I’m getting a sneaking feeling that he
