Hunter
McKenna and I stepped out of the shop, our hands full of bags. The city was alive with energy, a far cry from the quiet of my rural upbringing. I felt a bit adventurous living here now.
"What movie should we watch?" She asked.
"Whatever you want. You choose," I replied.
"How about a horror movie?" McKenna chirped.
I raised an eyebrow. "You like scary movies?"
"I love them!" she replied enthusiastically. "Unless you don't like them. Then we can watch something else."
I grinned. "Actually, I enjoy them quite a bit. Your mother and I used to have a horror movie marathon every Halloween," I said, smiling at the memory.
McKenna smiled at me. "Okay then let's go. I am excited!"
We walked to the nearest theater, chatting about nothing in particular but enjoying each other's compan
