Chapter 33

The woman brought us two plates of food, even though she nerve took our order. "For you, your usual". The waitress placed a plate filled with scrambled eggs, toast, small potato's, and a beef sausage. "And for you madam, a little bit of everything." The plate she placed in front of me was stalked with anything you could possibly think of for breakfast. "Thank you," I smiled. I wish she had actually gotten my order, because there is no way I can finish all this food. Such a waste. "You don't have to eat it all, you know. You can take the rest home," Wilders calm voice shocked me. He was being nice. Too nice. After making small conversation, eating, and for not starting any arguments, Wilder and I were back on the road. "Christmas lights already?" Wilder asked as he drove up to my drive way. I laugh, "Yeah, it's a sort of tradition. We do it right Remembrance day."