near the back of the lot, and they found Sarah's parents waiting for them in the lobby. Both of her parents had big smiles on their faces when they saw her and Huck walking through the lobby.
"Huck, you look very handsome," her mom said.
"Thank you, Mrs. Miller. At least someone thinks so."
"I didn't say I don't like it," Sarah said, tightly. "It's just different."
Huck's eyebrow cocked upward as he gave her a sideways look.
"Oh, don't you mind her," her mom chimed in, again. "She's just stressed from everything going on."
Sarah winced and felt the need to defend herself. She hadn't done anything wrong, why were they ganging up on her? Sarah looked to her father for help, and he seemed to understand what she was thinking.
"So who's ready for dinner?" he said, changing the subject.
Huck let out an enthusiastic cheer that drowned out Sarah's snort.
"I'm starving!" he announced.
"Dear, you're always hungry," her mom said. "What are you going to do without us around to feed you?"
"Sarah's cooking ain't so bad," he said, a huge grin on his face.
"Don't look at me like that. You're a big boy--you can feed yourself," Sarah said.
"You know this could be your last nice meal for a while," her mom said, glossing straight over their conversation. "After this, you'll officially be college students. Then it's Top Ramen and Spaghettios until your can't take them anymore."
"I like Spaghettios," Huck said.
"You like everything," Sarah grinned.
Her mom winked at him. "Everyone likes them until they get through college."
The four of them walked out to her parents new Lexus RX 350. Her mom had bought it, claiming that there was no possible way they'd be able to help her move to Houston in the Corvette. Really, Sarah knew her mom had wanted a bigger car for a while, and was just using the move as an excuse.
The drive to the restaurant only took fifteen minutes--which was nothing by Green Falls' standards. Back home, they lived about twenty minutes from the actual town, which meant that anytime they went to a restaurant, or even the grocery store, it was a bit of a drive. Houston might be a big city, but Sarah was happy that there were so many things so close to campus.
The restaurant was called Flemings, and it was supposedly one of the nicest steak houses around. At least, that's what her father would have them believe. Her parents had made reservations, and they were shown to their table without waiting. When the waiter came by, her dad ordered a bottle of wine, but both Huck and Sarah stuck with water after being reminded that they weren't back home, anymore.
In a small town like Green Falls, where everybody knew everybody, there wasn't much attention paid to things like the legal drinking age. If you wanted a drink, you ordered one. If you started to get out of control, it was a good bet that someone who knew you or your family was around to make sure you got home safe.
Sarah had to remember that it wasn't going to be like that in the big city. The closest family she had was her Aunt Georgette, and even she was an hour away. With the freedom of living alone also came greater risks--she hadn't really thought much about it, before.
After ordering, the four of them made small talk. Sarah's father regaled them with stories of his college years at U.T., but her mom sat quietly, her eyes intent on both Sarah and Huck. Her father could talk a lot--it was normal that he dominated the conversation--but Sarah got the feeling that something was on her mother's mind.
"So Huck, what class are you most excited about this semester?" her dad asked, after they'd ordered dinner.
"I can't wait for my Applied Business Math class, actually," he said, without hesitation.
"Nerd," Sarah said, elbowing him.
"No, that's not nerdy, it sounds interesting," her dad said.
"It's nerdy, Dad," Sarah said, laughing.
Her dad wagged a finger at her. "One day he'll be a CEO--then we'll see how nerdy you really think it is."
Sarah nearly burst out in a