Chapter 8

“What should we do with it?” Carson asked looking carefully at the book we had just stolen.

“Why are you asking me! You’re the one who took it.” I cried grabbing it from his hands.

“Well yea….” He muttered. I flipped the book over examining the inside covers for any more details about it but found nothing.

“Here ya go hun.” I looked up to see Luna, the silver haired diner owner placing an overflowing plate in front of Carson. He had ordered a large burger and extra fries. The amount of food was massive, I honestly couldn’t figure out where he put it all. “Yours’ll be up in a minute sweetie.” She smiled at me. Her apron was covered in grease stains, and she had small beads of sweat dotting her face, and even though she constantly looked stressed and disheveled; she always seemed to have the most pleasant demeanor.