Chapter 56

The Huxleys.

Killian's POV

“Killy bear, why didn't you wear the green tie I sent last month, it would have been a dashing fit with your awfully plain white collar T-shirt. And those shoes—”

“They are called Converse, Mom. Sure you have heard that that is what people wear to casual occasions.”

My mother rolled her eyes, complaining about something else while I had decided to take a longer route by leg to My Café.

Yes, I was making Mr and Mrs Huxley Brown take the road by foot to My Café where I had promised them it would be a decent place to have lunch. In my mother's book, My Café wouldn't even make it to the top 250 decent restaurants and diners she has been to all over the world. The numbers weren't randomly guessed, she actually made and self-published a lethal article about the several restaurants and diners she had visited over her three months relaxation spree.

“Are you sure you are going the right way? I can't see a single hint of anything remotely fancy, just dandy and old.” S