Chapter 11

Their faces held fear, David immediately looked away and Debbie went to find a seat for herself.

"About eggs." Tim said, "remember you don't like them with salt." Tim added.

Kyle grunted as his gaze shifted to David. Even with his back turned to Kyle David could feel his eyes burning holes at the back of his head.

He grabbed the many toasts arranging them in a bowl and walking back to the table with his heart pounding.

He placed them on the center of the table and went to grab the orange juice in a more bigger casual jug, his hands shook slightly as he walked back with it.

You'll drop it! And Kyle would kill you.

He suck in his breath as he successfully drop the jug on the table, he quickly grabbed the cups and arrange them. He serve Debbie obtaining a thanks and a weak smile of courage.