Chapter 13
Kesia starred out at the passing scenery.
"Well, you're unusually quiet," Vince said breaking her out of her trance.
Kesia turned her head and gave him a small smile. "I'm just thinking," she replied.
"Can I ask what you were thinking about?" he asked.
"Nothing important. Just about the fight this morning," she replied twiddling with the bracelet that Jesse had given her for her sixteenth birthday.
"Oh."
"Do you really think Dom and Mia will change?" she asked.
Vince looked out his side window, at the road and then back at her. "I don't know, but one thing is for sure, Dom and Mia have always loved you. Just like Letti, Jesse, Leon, and I do. No matter what they put you through, they always love you and always will. They're only trying to protect you."
"I know, V," Kesia replied, then let out a soft sigh.
"Well, here we are," Vince said while pulling into the Harvey's parking lot.
Vince quickly found a parking spot and parked.
Kesia got out of the car, leaving her coat inside. Vince locked it with his remote while they walked towards the restaurant.
"You can have whatever your heart desires," Vince whispered to her.
"Thanks," Kesia replied.
Kesia gave Vince her order, then went to find a table. She pleased herself with a table near the window.
While she waited for Vince to return with the food, Kesia began to think again, but it wasn't about this morning, it was about last night.
Was last night just a dream? Was Jarrett a character of her imagination? Or was he just playing a game with her?
"Kesia. Earth to Kesia," Vince said trying to get her attention.
"What? Oh, sorry," Kesia replied out of it.
"Still thinking about this morning? Like I said forget about it," Vince said handing her her food.
"No, I was thinking about last night," Kesia replied.
'SHIT!' Kesia thought in her head.
"Oh," Vince said. "You're not gonna let old coyote in on what you were out doing last night, are you?" he said giving her his old coyote smile.
Kesia gave him a look and then kicked him underneath the table.
"Owe. What?"
Kesia shook her head, laughed and began eating.
Kesia and Vince ate in silence only making little chats here and there.
"Well, we should head back home," Vince informed, stretching his arms.
"Yeah," Kesia mumbled.
"Hey, don't worry about it. Dominic and Mia won't do anything to you. I'll make sure of it," Vince quipped.
Kesia smiled. "Thanks, V."
Vince and Kesia got up in unison, pushed in their chairs, and Kesia waited for Vince by the door as he dumped their stuff in the trash.
The sun was out and it was about 75 degrees that day in San Francisco. Kesia thought back to when she was about twelve, or thirteen when on hot days like this, after supper, Dominic, Kesia, and the Gang would all go out for ice cream. They had always had fun. Usually they would go for a drive or go on the beach to watch the sun set after their ice creams. Sometimes they wouldn't return home until eleven or twelve. That had given Kesia so many good memories and made her yearn to want to do it once more. They had stopped when Kesia was about fifteen. Probably because she was getting older and they all thought she was getting too old.
Smiling, Kesia got into Vince's car and began the ride home.
Kesia starred out at the passing scenery.
"Well, you're unusually quiet," Vince said breaking her out of her trance.
Kesia turned her head and gave him a small smile. "I'm just thinking," she replied.
"Can I ask what you were thinking about?" he asked.
"Nothing important. Just about the fight this morning," she replied twiddling with the bracelet that Jesse had given her for her sixteenth birthday.
"Oh."
"Do you really think Dom and Mia will change?" she asked.
Vince looked out his side window, at the road and then back at her. "I don't know, but one thing is for sure, Dom and Mia have always loved you. Just like Letti, Jesse, Leon, and I do. No matter what they put you through, they always love you and always will. They're only trying to protect you."
"I know, V," Kesia replied, then let out a soft sigh.
"Well, here we are," Vince said while pulling into the Harvey's parking lot.
Vince quickly found a parking spot and parked.
Kesia got out of the car, leaving her coat inside. Vince locked it with his remote while they walked towards the restaurant.
"You can have whatever your heart desires," Vince whispered to her.
"Thanks," Kesia replied.
Kesia gave Vince her order, then went to find a table. She pleased herself with a table near the window.
While she waited for Vince to return with the food, Kesia began to think again, but it wasn't about this morning, it was about last night.
Was last night just a dream? Was Jarrett a character of her imagination? Or was he just playing a game with her?
"Kesia. Earth to Kesia," Vince said trying to get her attention.
"What? Oh, sorry," Kesia replied out of it.
"Still thinking about this morning? Like I said forget about it," Vince said handing her her food.
"No, I was thinking about last night," Kesia replied.
'SHIT!' Kesia thought in her head.
"Oh," Vince said. "You're not gonna let old coyote in on what you were out doing last night, are you?" he said giving her his old coyote smile.
Kesia gave him a look and then kicked him underneath the table.
"Owe. What?"
Kesia shook her head, laughed and began eating.
Kesia and Vince ate in silence only making little chats here and there.
"Well, we should head back home," Vince informed, stretching his arms.
"Yeah," Kesia mumbled.
"Hey, don't worry about it. Dominic and Mia won't do anything to you. I'll make sure of it," Vince quipped.
Kesia smiled. "Thanks, V."
Vince and Kesia got up in unison, pushed in their chairs, and Kesia waited for Vince by the door as he dumped their stuff in the trash.
The sun was out and it was about 75 degrees that day in San Francisco. Kesia thought back to when she was about twelve, or thirteen when on hot days like this, after supper, Dominic, Kesia, and the Gang would all go out for ice cream. They had always had fun. Usually they would go for a drive or go on the beach to watch the sun set after their ice creams. Sometimes they wouldn't return home until eleven or twelve. That had given Kesia so many good memories and made her yearn to want to do it once more. They had stopped when Kesia was about fifteen. Probably because she was getting older and they all thought she was getting too old.
Smiling, Kesia got into Vince's car and began the ride home.