Barrel
"Table 3 needs to be washed, Johnny." I grabbed a towel from the table. I hated working at my parents diner. It was always 'Johnny do this or Johnny do that.' I made my way out of the kitchen and in the eating area.
My older brother Dan was severing people their food. I couldn't do that job until I was sixteen like him. I was only seven...I began to wash the table. My mom came in from outside. Since it was nearing Halloween we had to take down the eating tables outside.
"Hey, Johnny I got you something." I turned and my mother handed me a box. I set my towel down and took the box. I carefully lifted the lid. Inside was a brand new pair of sneakers. I took them out and examined them closely.
"What are these for?" My mother laughed. "Well I thought I would get you something nice for school. I haven't been able to get you much..." I hugged her. "Oh that's ok mom." She pulled away. "No, it's not. You see we haven't been getting a lot of customers lately and we may have too shut down the diner a together."
My mother got up and went to the kitchen. Wow, mom and dad might loose the diner? Maybe that's why dad has me working more than normal...I put on my new sneakers and finished washing the table.
-When they closed up the diner and returned home...
"I'm going to bed hun!" My mom called from the other room. "I'm going to." My mom and dad went into bed. My brother was checking something on the computer as I watched TV.
After about fifteen minutes later Dan stood up. "Well I'll see you in the morning bro." He pulled his jacket on. "Where are you going?"
"I'm going out for the night. I'm taking Dad's car." He headed toward the door. I stood up blocking his way. "I don't think you should..."
He ruffled my hair. "Oh don't be silly. I'll see you in the morning." Dan go in Dad's car and drove off. And as I started I had a very bad feeling deep in my gut.