Noelle
I was going to sit alone at my usual table by the window, but Robert called me over to sit next to him at the table with four chairs. Trevor bounced in his chair and grinned at me, while Alva rolled her eyes and picked at her nails.
I knew she’d seen me and Robert getting cozy in his office, but I guessed she’d already found a way to make light of it in her delusional little brain. She probably blamed me for seducing him.
I gave her an extra wide smile as I pulled out my chair. “Thanks, I’m starving! What’s the special tonight?”
“I’m having chicken nuggets!” Trevor announced.
“The special is seafood potatoes augratin,” Robert explained. “But Trevor doesn’t like shrimp. Isn’t that right, Buddy.”
“Yeah, they look like little curly aliens,” Trevor said matter of factly. “And on
