Chapter Twenty-Two
Charlie
A few days later, I slipped into a chair at a table in Firehouse Café. Glancing around, I took a deep breath and let it out with a sigh. While there were people here, the early crowd during the weekdays wasn’t quite as busy as it would be in another hour or so. Janet came bustling out from behind the counter, carrying my coffee. She slipped into the chair across from me. Flicking her braid off of her shoulder and c*****g her head to the side, she slid the coffee over to me.
“So today then?” she asked.
“Yup. I thought I’d stop by here first and then head back up to pick up Em for school. Do you wanna ride with me?” I asked.
Janet nodded. “It’ll be fine,” she said, reaching over to squeeze my hand.
You’d think I was doing something terrifying when all I was d
