Chapter Thirteen

Cambry's POV:

After walking for maybe 10 minutes, this really nice couple picked me up in their nice black Camry, which is ironic since it almost sounds like my name. Frank and Julia were an older couple, and honestly, I would die to be part of their family.

"So are you hungry, dear?" Julia asks as Frank continues to drive.

"Of course, I am," I told her, which was the truth.

"Look darling, there's an IHop ahead of us," Frank points to the huge IHop sign.

"You wouldn't mind eating there, would you Cambry?" Julia asks.

"Of course I wouldn't, heck, as long as I was with you, we could eat in a dumpster, you two are so kind," I compliment them.

"And you, dear, are so sweet, you remind me of our daughter," Frank says.

"Really, who's your daughter?" I ask.

"That's actually where we're heading, her name is Catherine Jaxon, she's throwing a party this Friday, and we-" I cut them off with a surprised gasp.