My Favorite Dog

Amelia says. “Well he’s here now, he was always busy with work and everything. He needs to make money so you girls can live in a nice house and have everything you need.”

“I'm going to the diner I work a 8 - 9:30 shift today and I already called in on tuesday so I really need this money.” said

When I got there the waiter asked me if I would like some French bread

We entered the restaurant into the lobby and sat on a bench to wait. The restaurant had several small groups of business people scattered throughout the dining area and not busy. As time ticked away, I became nervous.

“That’s too bad, dude. I always felt bad for you. The way she used to tease you all those years when she was out there spreading her legs for anything with a cock, and at the same time acting like a prude for the one dude who actually gave a damn about her.”

She’s trying to get under my skin and it works because I snap back. “I can take care of myself. I did kill that demon dog.”

“...Then you were mighty polite to do all that chopping and hauling for her, weren’t you, boy?”

“When can I see him?” You ask, the excitement building in your heart. You couldn’t wait to see him again.

“I’ve been looking for him,” she said, clutching her books. “I tried calling him yesterday, but he never

“Great, just freakin’ great. I have to go conduct an interview with a child. A kid, ‘cause God knows I so freaking amazing with kids..”

I waited until she came back. I regret it because I ended up waiting for a couple minutes, which I believe at the time was too long. It was finally time for me to explore. So I looked around to observe the restaurant, which was moving in a fast pace since everybody was scattered because it was the dinner rush. I also noticed that the food smelled fresh and the amount of people at each buffet line was not that much. The lady from the front desk came back with our drinks. The drinks were fresh and cold. There was condensed liquid dripping from the sde and cold air coming out from it. After that I went to go get some food. I needed some assistants since I was confused on where each of the types of foods I wanted were at. I asked one of the cooks and he was able to point to the places I needed in order to get the foods I wanted. I then traveled back to my seat to enjoy my food. I really hoped that the food was better than the mediocre

“It is a very important paper that someone left with you, but I will hold onto it for now.”

“That’s a lot of cash, you can not expect me to get that much in a week”

As I sat alone at my small table for two, I looked at my watch and noted the time of 12:10pm. As I glanced at the menu I slowly began scanning the dining area. As I suspected the lunch crowd was pretty full and I counted 36 customers in the dining area. My waiter arrived at my table and introduced himself. His name was Tony, although I am sure his full name was Anthony. He was average height, slim build, olive complexion, and dark hair. He was very polite and asked if I would like a drink before ordering and after my response he turned and retrieved my beverage. When he returned he asked if I need a few minutes to look over the menu and I responded that I did. Before leaving, he proceeded to tell me the lunch specials for the day and even made a recommendation. I thanked him as he turned and walked away.

“I’m paying this kid $160,000 a year and he acts like I should be thankful that he even shows up to work!”