Chapter Sixty-seven

Catherine's POV:

"Mummy! I want chocolates!" Julia cried right after Michael left to process our order.

Sighing, I shut the menu book in my hand. "You heard what he said. He can only get you cookies and hot chocolate. They're all made out of pure chocolate, honey."

She shook her head. "That's not true. I want to chew candies!"

"Julia, Dad isn't going to get us chocolates on our way back if you keep whining. He said we're going to get all of that on our way home in case you have forgotten."

Leaning back into her seat, she poured sulkily and when Michael returned, he had a small smile on his face. Drumming his hand on the table, he made his announcement, telling us all that our breakfast would be ready in twenty minutes.

"Chocolate?" Julia asked.

Michael sighed and I could tell that he was tired of her making the same request so much. "I already said we're going to get it along with dessert on our way back home. You can't have chocolates until you've had s