When lunch time arrived, Anne decided to close the shop for a while to find something to eat with Linda, who had been begging for food. Anne felt a little guilty to Linda because Jack had taken their lunch.
"Anne, come on." Linda whined repeatedly to Anne for the umpteenth time.
"Patience Linda, I want to make sure the door is locked," answered Anne quietly.
"It will be full of Anne, the place is a favorite of youngsters, Anne," said Linda again, looking at the watch on her right hand.
"Y-yes let's go now, ju .."
Anne could not finish her words when she looked behind Linda, where right now a van bearing the name of a quite famous restaurant stopped right in front of her Civic car. From inside the car, three girls who were carrying some brown bags got off. They then walked over to Anne and Linda.
"It's for Miss Anne."
"Y-yes, I'm Anne." Anne stuttered in reply.
