It was official. The twins were spawns of the devil himself. Cassie gave them a stink eye each time she went to get an order or bring dirty dishes. She knew it was payback for getting them in trouble with Diana. But still, they were evil.
She had come in at eight super excited for her first cooking lesson. She could already envision herself making a delicious full-course meal when the dinner came. In her mind, she went over the recipes she wanted to learn only to have her dreams shattered.
"You are only as good at cooking as you are at cleaning," Pete told her pointing at the sink.
"Wait what?"
"You need to wash those dishes girly, I want to use those pots as a mirror. And remember you have two hours."
So for the two hours, she was there she was washing dish after dish. It felt like
