“Ok.” I want to say more, I don’t know what but I feel like I should say something else.

“Ok so what do you guys want?” she opens the cupboard pulling out two mugs and a tall clear glass.

“Lucky charms.” I almost laugh when I hear that…you would never think old people like them ate lucky charms. “And coffee…lots of coffee.”

“Shane seriously you’re just going to eat lucky charms? Its pure sugar,” she hands me the glass looking over her shoulder at Shane who is pouring herself a bowl of cereal. “How the hell do you not weigh three hundred pounds?”

Shane shrugs her shoulder, her hair in a perfect mess. What does she do again?

“I don’t know…but if I did weigh three hundred pounds at least your mom would stop yelling at me about how skinny I Am.” shit…my heart stops and I wonder if she’ll find me.

“That’s not likely. Orange juice or milk?” I remember her hair when it was caught in the sun; it was almost white it was so blonde. Wait what?

“Huh?” shit I sound like an idiot.

“Orange juice or milk?” she stands holding both up and I can only point to the juice. “So what do you want?”

To go home, but I doubt that’s what she means. I don’t really know what I want I haven’t exactly eaten breakfast in a while…I never had any money for it. She opens the egg carton cracking them in one easy movement, my mom use to do that.

“I don’t know…anything I guess.” Shane sits down next to me, the crinkle of the paper the strong smell of coffee.

“Go for the cereal…its faster.” she slouches over her bowl reading the paper, fuck she’s cool.

“Yeah you’re getting eggs and toast, the whole works. Then I can say that I feed you properly to my mom, one thing I don’t need is another lecture about not feeding people. Especially when it’s not my job.” she throws a little marshmallow at Shane hitting the paper, and all I can think about is what she’s going to say next. “God I forgot to tell you, my moms coming over later tonight. To the cook out, so you get to meet her.”

Shit shit shit shit shit shit…shit.