“You need to see the parade. It’s amazing!” Her face lit up with excitement, her round cheeks positively bulging with a happy smile.
“Yeah, it looks like it’s a lot of fun.” I smiled too, adding my enthusiasm to the conversation. George and Sera smiled back from across the table, their elbows resting on the formica.
“You wouldn’t know, you’ve never seen it.” Her face went blank, her dark eyes dropping to her plate where she began to push at her half eaten hashbrowns soaking in ketchup.
“Huh?” My smile scratched to a halt and I stared at her, surprised.
“Oh, you’ll say you’ll say you have, but you haven’t.” She waved a meaty hand through the air at me, dismissing anything that might come out of my mouth next.
From the edges of my shocked vision I watched George and Sera glance at each other, their faces going slack as the happy conversation was knocked out of them. George lifted an enquiring eyebrow. Sera made a slight shrugging motion and picked up her own fork to poke carefully at her pancakes. In two small sentences, the impromptu breakfast had become a train wreck.