Chapter 32

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We pull up to red lobster, Nevaya's favorite restaurant. "Yay!" She squeals, trying to unbuckle her seatbelt. "Hold on little girl," I say, watching Josh pull the keys out of the admission. I step out of the car, and help Nevaya. "I reserved a table for all of us." Josh says, wrapping his arm around my waist, pulling my closer. I nod, then we enter the restaurant

"Hutcherson." Josh says, flashing the elder man a smile. He nods, and leads us to our table. "You guys ready for your drinks?" He asks us, pulling out a pen and a piece of paper. "Yeah, I think so." Josh says, scanning the menu. He looks at me. "I'll have a sweet tea." I say, smiling. He writes it down, then looks at Nevaya. "Sprite." She says, independently. Lastly he looks at Josh. "I'll take a wine- dr.pepper." He says, realizing Nevaya was here. The man nods, and disappears into the kitchen. We wait in silence, and when he returns, we order our food. Nevaya colors her lobster in silence. Grabbing a red crayon, she whispers something to her self. It sounded like "justin." I feel the color fade from my face, and she sits up, and sips apple juice. "Who's Justin?" I ask, rubbing my palm. She freezes, and looks up at me. Her pale hazel eyes were darker than usual.

She says "The man who peeks through the window every night."

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