Mac led Yaneth and Drago up to an area where the land was congested with gas stations, restaurants, and motels. A large freeway cut the road in half with a long bridge crossing over the four lanes below. Grey concrete sidewalks lined the street on both sides.
“Look at all dem Carts and Ducks,” Yaneth exclaimed. “Are we safe near all of dem? I never seen Carts and Ducks demons before.”
Mac smiled down at the Yaneth. “Just don’t run in front of one that’s moving.”
“Well, I weren’t dinkin’ about doin’ dat,” Yaneth replied indignantly.
“Look, there’s a Denny’s,” Mac pointed to a restaurant close to the freeway. “Let’s get a cup of coffee or something to drink until we can figure this out.” He was glad that his aunt Cedwynna had also thought to give him his wallet before he left. She said h
