We Need To Talk About Sydney

Saturday mornings were always busy at the restaurant. Angel's parents wouldn't be back until that evening, so Sarah offered to come in and help. Angel picked her up an hour before they opened. Sarah smiled when she saw Sofia in the car also. She was anxious to speak with her alone.

No sooner were they in the restaurant than Sofia pulled Sarah by the arm. "I'll take Sarah to the back, so she can try on one of the shirts."

Angel frowned. "That's okay, Sofie. Sarah, you don't have to wear a uniform, babe."

Sarah lifted her chin. "But I like the shirts." She turned to Sofia. "I'll take a medium."

Angel smiled, and she blew him a kiss. When they got to the back room, Sofia closed the door behind them and grinned wickedly. "Oh my God, I've been dying to talk to someone about this, and you're the only person I can."