Joanna's Point Of View still
When the waitress left to get our order, Clyde leaned over to me.
"Joanna, you said earlier that you suffer from amnesia. How did that happen?"
I shrugged, it was a mystery I was struggling with too. I looked at Janice nervously, I didn't know if these men were also werewolves. She noticed my hesitation and raised her eyebrows.
"Janice, I want to tell Clyde about my accident. Is he like you?" I asked her, hoping she understood what I was getting at. All three of them laughed loudly, drawing the attention of the people at the other tables.
"Dear Joanna, if you want to know if we are werewolves, yes we are. We just came from Latin America, but all werewolves here, Miss Human." I stared shyly at my hands on the table.
"Come on, tell me what's going on. You c
