CATHERINE.
We finish our meals in a quiet serenity. Diana had left us alone, giving Damon a wink she thought I had not seen as she walked out.
It is beautiful, the relationship that they both have.
"So, how have you been settling in?" he asks.
"I-,"
"I am hungry!" a shout interrupts my reply. A few seconds later, Faye walks into the kitchen. "Food. I need food. Where is the food?" she asks.
"Oh, I can make something for you," I say as I drop my fork and begin getting to my feet.
"No, you won't."
"Hell no."
Their vehement decree startles me so badly, that I trip and fall backward, tipping the table and causing my plate to platter all over me and my beautiful clothes and the floor
Oh no.
"I am sorry, I am so sorry," I start as I scramble to get the mess off the floor with my hand
