CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

The next day Kayla sat at a table in the restaurant, staring at the dainty wrist watch on her wrist. It’s been forty-five minutes since she sat waiting for her dinner date. She impatiently dialed her mother. Mrs. Henderson picked on the first ring.

“Is the date with Tyler over?” Mrs. Henderson said in a peppy voice. 

“I wish more like he stood me up, I think i'm going to leave,” Kayla said rolling her eyes

“Don't do anything rash Kayla. You know your father won’t accept anything less than you having a good relationship with the Millers,” Mrs. Henderson warned Kayla.