CHAPTER 87

We drove to Halley's restaurant. Surprisingly, she'd started a restaurant two years ago when she and Martin bought a house in The Heights not too far from ours. 'You made it!' she greeted us with open arms as we walked in. 'I did told you I'd get these two out of the house,' Emma said, hugging her back. 'Hey Little Ethan,' Halley turned her attention to him and ruffled his hair. He sent her a death stare and his lips were forming the F-word but I quickly grabbed him and took him over to a table. 'What did I tell you before leaving the house?' 'But Dad, I didn't say anything.' 'You were going to. I told you that you need to mind your mouth, especially now because we're in public. I don't want to hear one foul word from you. Do you hear me?' 'Yes Daddy,' he bowed his head. I knew he was embarrassed but I wouldn't stand to hear him curse, although it was some what funny. Don't tell Emma I said that. Halley had a waitress sent over to our table to take our orders. Her face looked