CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
The children raced around the corner of the kitchen, pushing and shoving as they vied for first place. They came crashing through the doors and skidded to a stop in front of Arian and me. We scooted back to avoid being swallowed up in the chaos as they made a haphazard cluster.
The young boy with the hilariously imposing manner caught sight of the brownie pan. He marched up to the food and reached out to grab a square.
I swatted his hand. “Not yet. They’re still too hot.”
He jerked his hand back and glared at me. A gasp arose from the other children and some of them lost a bit of color on their faces. Even Arian appeared shocked.
I blinked at the company. “What?”
The young scamp stepped back and stretched himself up to his full short height. “Nobody has da
