Chapter 8
<Callie Stevens>
Friday was surprisingly easy-going; nothing of true importance happened. I went to all of my classes and tried to talk to Jasper, even though he ignored me and then I went home to relax; pretty normal day in the life of Callie Stevens. It's currently Saturday morning and I'm up early because my mom wants to take the family to the farmer's market in town; something about wanting us to get to know our new home better. The sun is shining brightly and I'm wearing a pair of shorts and the Lakers shirt I stole from my dad a few years ago.
I hear my parents moving around downstairs, most likely preparing breakfast while Henry is playing happily in his room. I smile in spite of myself and look at my reflection once more in the mirror before I make my way towards the stairs. I pass my brother's room on the way and catch a glimpse of him moving his trains around the carpet like it's a real railway. I stand in the doorway and watch him play for a few seconds before I speak.
"Henry, you wanna go down for breakfast?" I say sweetly and bend down to pick him up.
He holds his arms out for me and then clutches onto my shoulder tightly as we leave the room.
"You're getting so big." I murmur as I make my way carefully down the stairs.
We come into the kitchen and find my dad flipping pancakes while my mom sips on a cup of coffee. She takes Henry from me and sets him in his highchair, placing a kiss on the top of his head before going back out to the kitchen to help finish making breakfast. I follow her and grab some plates from the cabinet.
"You look happy this morning, Ms. Sunshine." My mom teases as she pulls a bowl of fruit out of the fridge.
"You know me; if the sun's up I'm up." I stick out my tongue and walk over to my dad so he can put some pancakes on the plates.
"You're such a weird teenager." My dad chuckles and sets a couple of pancakes on each plate.
"Love you too." I roll my eyes and smile as I cart the plates out to the table.
We all sit down and join hands to say grace.
"God, please bless this food to our bodies and help us to serve you today and always. Amen." My dad says solemnly before gesturing for us all to begin eating.
"I was reading about the market online, to try and figure out what we should do and I found lots of produce stands we should check out." My mom explains, trying her hardest to fill the silence.
"What other kinds of things are there to do?" I ask, humoring my mom by continuing the conversation.
"Oh, there are flower stands, homemade soaps, jewelry; lots of stuff, seems like it should be fun." My mom smiles and takes a bite of her pancakes. "We should leave around nine so we can enjoy it before it gets too busy."
"Sounds good." My dad muses as we all continue eating in silence.
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"It's on the left, sweetheart." My mom says as she directs my dad to turn into the main square of the town.
"I see it, Mary." My dad chuckles while he begins his quest for a park in the already packed town of Everington.
There are only about three stoplights in the little town, but, despite its size, it seems that it's packed full of people. All of the little shops are open and have customers piling in and out. We pass a diner where the smell of home-style cooking wafts into the atmosphere. Next to that there's an old rundown theater advertising some recent movies and then the road dead-ends into a sheriff's department. My dad turns the car around and tries to find a different road to drive down.
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