Jojo:
If the fact that I gone to bed earlier than usual did not cause me to wake up earlier than usual, then the smell of burning food that whisked its way into my nose caused me to open my eyes. Baby Lucian was beside me, sound asleep.
I admired my baby's eyelashes before I placed my feet on the ground and rose from the bed. It couldn't be Valerie in the kitchen, or Mel. They were both at Mel's place. She had moved out some weeks ago, after being able to rent a*****e for her fashion house. It could not also be Mrs Smith.
My eyes found the digital clock that rested at the top of my dressing table. It was already some minutes past 8am, so Mrs Smith was sure to be at the restaurant. That, and there was no way she was capable of burning food. The woman was nothing short of a kitchen prod
