Carissa's POV
The timer from the oven goes off and I take the freshly baked chocolate chip cookies out and place them on a tray to cool off. It's been a while since I had my favourite cookies so I thought to bake them. Ezra would be home soon so I need to get dinner started. I set out the ingredients and begin prepping. The chips have cooled off a bit, so I munch on them. I give some to Miss Michelle as well and she goes on about how good they taste.
I'm setting the table when Ezra walks in. I finish up in the dining room and return to the kitchen to put utensils away when I hear his footsteps approaching. He comes directly to the kitchen and leans over the island with me at the opposite side.
“Good evening, Ezra” I say in a polite manner.
“Good evening, Carissa. How are you?” he ask
