Garrick – Fuck Me.
Mom – Language.
Dad – I know I raised you better.
Talia – That poor woman.
Ethan – I’ll provide her with eye bleach.
Alec – Oh. Shit.
Mom – FML.
Talia – Mom?
Garrick – Ummm.
Me – Do you know what FML means?
Dad – I thought it meant Flip My Life.
Talia – Nope.
Alec – Negative.
Ethan – Definitely not.
Me – Always getting onto us about our language.
Garrick – What Carter said.
Mom – Stop it. All of you.
Garrick – Fuck.
Ethan – My.
Me – Life.
Alec – Fuck My Life.
Talia – Fuck My Life.
Mom – Wait....
Dad – Say what?
I shook my head as I pocketed my phone and climbed out of my truck.
Totally ignoring it when it kept on vibrating.
Instead, I looked up at the sign above the glass door. That big red sign really should have read with something else.... definitely not what it did.
Because I can’t tell you how many tourists have rushed into this place thinking it was a strip club or a gentlemen’s club.
But instead, it was the best diner in three counties.
Also, can you really blame them?
