Kennedy Winters *Edited 12/29/14*
"Candy, can we go out to eat dinner?" Candace glares at Lizzy after she asks.
"Just eat what I tell you to," Candace snaps, laying on the couch. Candace is trying to figure out how to set a movie up for us to watch tonight, probably White Chicks or something, while I braid Amelia's hair after she begged me to.
"Candy, babysitters are supposed to keep the kids safe. We'll die with that thing you make called, food," Lizzy's twin sister, Amelia, whines. I chuckle and nod my head making Amelia and Lizzy both laugh.
"She's a really bad cook," Lizzy whispers in my ear, next to me.
"Shut up, Booger." She points two fingers in the directions of her younger twin sisters.
"Cannndaceeee," both drag out. I chuckle, making Candace glare at me too. I've never eaten Candace's food but it obviously doesn't sound good enough to eat.
"Alright Kennedy, where should we take these two Boogers out tonight?" McDonald's? Bob Evans?'' Candace asks. She gives up on the old movie system and flops down on the floor in front of us. I knew I couldn't work it because the one at home was even older.
"McDonald's?" I ask. The three heads of the Gerglinger family nod, all their bleach blonde hair flying around their shoulders.
After parking in the deserted McDonald's parking lot, I open the car doors for Lizzy and Amelia who race each other to the doors. Candace and I chat while taking our time to the door.
''It won't open Candace,'' Lizzy whines, trying to pull open the door.
''It's probably closed Liz,'' I say. Liz pouts. I grab the taped note off the glass door and read it out loud.
Lady gave birth on one of the tables. Place is a mess, closed till tomorrow at 9am. Piece
Amelia reads the note quietly, standing on the tip of her pink toes.
"Isn't the last word spelled wrong?" Lizzy asks. I nod. Oh, people of McDonald's.
"Candace, I want McDonald's," Lizzy whines.
"Nope, we're going home now." Candace puts her hands on both their little heads and pushes them in the direction of the Candace's mom's mini van.
"But you said we could go!" Lizzy argues, pulling away from her hand.
"There's one on the other side of town, by the highway," I comment. After some soccer tournaments over the summer, our team would make a pit stop to McDonald's for lunch or dinner.
"Oh yeah, I forgot about that one. We'll go! Happy?" Candace flicks both of their foreheads and walks back to the car.
"Ow, what was that for?" They ask in unison. I tape the note back to the door and chuckle at the twins fighting. Apparently, they hated talking in unison. Thankfully, I'm getting paid to babysit the twins with Candace tonight.
By the time we arrive at the next McDonald's, it was in the sketchy part of town. Thankfully the twins hadn't noticed, or they would be somewhat scared like I am. This is the kinda place where you go in groups, or packs, or herds, whatever you prefer. If you went alone, you would get murdered. A couple blocks away, it was the pace where my mom slid off the road, so there were bad memories here too for me.
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