Candy shook her head. "There was no way you could know, Mutt." She reached out to squeeze his hand, smiling.
"My family is crap. And I hope they don't wind up here too. But they won't, and even if they do, I just won't talk to them. Maybe Mom I would, but Dad? No." She was grateful when the waitress arrives with their food, ending the awkwardness. "That smells amazing."