Rebecca looked on as the waitress, after placing the menus down in front of them, stood for a bit and smiled at the little girl in her mom's arms. She felt a bit out of place as she tried to adjust to being just another one of the kids but she could tell her younger brother Thomas was not so used to it yet. The little brat had thrown a temper tantrum and had the discomfort of shifting on one butt cheek to the next to prove it. She smiled at that, finding it easier and easier to fall into the role of "sister" with each passing week. Had it been that long already? She couldn't keep track of the changes in her anymore...it just seemed so unusual.

"Kept you waiting?" came a call and she looked up, blinked in surprise, and she stared open-mouthed...