Greyson’s POV
Since Dad and Helen had planned to be in Hawaii for several weeks, there was nothing fresh to eat in the house, nor had I found the time yet to order groceries for delivery.
Breakfast had been pancakes, made from a mix I found in the pantry. Lunch had been chili con carne I had pulled from the depths of the freezer. And now that dinnertime was fast approaching, I was scrounging around for anything else in the house that might be quick and reasonably edible. I was about to give up and order food delivery when I heard the doorbell unexpectedly ring. I find Aubrey standing on my dad’s doorstep.
“Hey!” Aubrey says when I answer the door.
“Umm… hello?” I say, confused for a moment. “I, uh… wasn’t expecting you until Sunday? Have I gotten the day wrong?”
“Nope!” She
