MARIA
As I approached the house, I saw my mom seated in the parlor drenched in the light from the evening lamps.
“Hello mom”, I said while putting my bag down on the floor.
“Is Isabella and her mom still coming over?” I asked after curiosity began to set in on me. My mom put down her book and smiled.
“Yes, dear, they are on their way. Isabella can't wait to meet you.”
I gave a picture smile to myself as I thought of my strategy. I was happy for my smart and sweet niece Isabella who will assist me to accomplish my mission today. And I knew the best way of getting closer to her was through her weakness which was cakes. I had stocked her with a few of her preferred flavors previously and I knew she would do anything for a slice or two. Isabella’s mom was somewhat tricky but since I was
