"Where were you? You saw how busy we were,
Danny. Why did you leave the restaurant?" Patsy
called after him.
"I hate the restaurant," he screamed back at her. Her shoulders sank as she raised her head to
hold back her tears. No one said anything. We all
went back to work, helping Charlie clean up. Before
we were finished, Taylor showed up for Raven. He'd
asked her out for a second day in a row.
"Maybe you shouldn't go with him tonight,
Raven," I said. She wore a pained expression. "Brooke, I can take care of myself. Besides,"
her eyes got that dreamy look again, "no one has ever
been as nice to me as Taylor's been. He really likes
me, I know he does."
"I'm sure you're right, Raven. We just don't
want to see you get hurt." From the look on her face,
it was clear that Raven didn't hear anything I had to
say.
Crystal tried to break through Raven's loveinduced haze. "C'mon Raven, why don't you stick
around tonight. Butterfly could use some cheering
up."
"Would you guys please stop worrying. I'll be
fine. Besides, even you said yourself, Crystal, I
shouldn't get too close to Butterfly in case I never had
the measles." And with that she grabbed her sweater
from behind the counter and headed for Taylor's table. Crystal and I just shrugged at each other in
defeat and wished the lovebirds a good time as we
made our way out of the diner and over to our cottage. When I awoke the next morning I found Crystal
sitting at the tiny kitchen table counting our tips. I
groggily made my way to the table and asked where
everyone was.