CHAPTER NINE
“My god.” Ulysses shoved a huge piece of walnut pancake into his mouth. “Ooh wee.” He dabbed his mouth with the napkin and looked at the others around the breakfast table. “I love Brandy’s cooking, but she’s outdone herself this time.”
Georgia sliced off a corner of her pancake. “I made this.” She placed a piece into her mouth.
“What?” Wanda asked in mid-chew.
“You made this?” Osana’s face dropped.
“Um hmm.” Georgia chewed. “These pancakes are my special recipe.”
“You’re kidding me.” Ulysses sat back, grinning. “You really can cook, huh?”
Osana glared at him.
Georgia ate a piece of the slender, breakfast sausage. “Something comes over me when I’m cooking. It’s like a high.”
“I feel the same way when I’m baking.” Wanda smiled.
“It’s just cooking.” Osana sipped freshly
