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Chapter 26: A Good Start

Author: Sand Kastle
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-13 14:19:49

JULIA

Sarah’s car sputtered and wheezed like it was on its last breath before she finally managed to pull into the parking lot.

I winced at the sound of the brakes screeching as we came to an unsteady halt.

“You really need a new car,” I muttered, clutching the handle of the door for dear life.

Sarah gave the dashboard a pat, giving it a loving gaze. “Don’t listen to her. You’re doing great, sweetheart.”

I stared at her in disbelief. “We almost died back there.”

She ignored me and glanced out the windshield. “Well, here we are.”

I followed her gaze, and my heart dropped. My eyes widened as I took in the all-too-familiar exterior of the restaurant in front of us.

Gold lettering spelled out ‘Asturia’ perched above the tinted glass entrance.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I breathed.

Sarah turned to me, a sheepish look on her face. “What?”

“Why is it here?” I gestured toward the entrance, my voice slightly rising. “Out of all the restaurants in this city, it had to be Asturia?”

Sarah
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