It's Not That Scene

My father sits in his chair in the living room. He takes a sip from his tea while he reads an ancient book with a strange symbol on the cover. It seems like a symbol a werewolf book would contain. Does Kate's father know something about the werewolves? Not that I know of in the original book, but so much has changed, I cannot be certain.

I hear the rushed footsteps from my parents' room. My mother is in there, getting dressed for their date night. It is a nice gesture. I put my feet on the small coffee table and groan when my legs cramp. I am starting to doubt that I will be able to make it through a whole night parading around the fair. My dad looks up from his book and lets out a warm laugh.

"Are you doing all right over there?" he asks with a smile and I nod. He shakes his head slightly and continues to read his book.

"You look not too shabby for date night," I joke and he laughs again, closing the book and placing it on the table next to my feet.

"I tried my best. You think your