Dahnya’s POV:
When I get out of the shower, I feel better. I didn’t get much sleep, but my body is used to the long days, going to school and working at the diner. I should be okay. Nothing a few cups of coffee can’t remedy.
I hurry off to the kitchen, towel wrapped around my body, my hair still wet, to make a cup of coffee. Dad and Andrea are sitting around the table, having breakfast. “Sorry, guys. I will get dressed right away. I just desperately need a cup of coffee.” Andrea smiles knowingly, and dad offers to make me a cup. “Thanks, dad!” I head to my room to get dressed. I return to the kitchen and drink my cup of coffee, my hair still wet. “Dad, I’ll be going out around 10 am. Don’t wait for me for lunch.” He nods. “And work?” I shake my head, “nope, I have the whole weekend off.
