Napuyat sya sa baking kagabi. Kaya bihira syang gumagawa ng French baguettes kasi matagal ang proseso nito. It was 5am already when she finally pulled out the baguettes from the oven. Punung-puno din ng macarons ang counter.
Naglilinis sya sa kitchen ng narinig nyang bumukas ang pinto ng kwarto ng kuya Mark nya.
“Goodness! Lexie, did you sleep?”
Nginitian nya naman ito. “I took naps, kuya. Don't worry. Tsaka, I can sleep until Ate Grace and Mang Jimmy arrive.”
“Taste the french bread.” Inabutan nya ito ng butter na hinaluan nya ng mga herbs. Mainit pa ang bread kaya di nya na kailangan i-toast.
Tiningnan nya ito habang nag brebreakfast. “Good?”
“You make the best bread. Do you even doubt it?”
Napangiti naman sya dito. “I am going to bed.”
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She woke up when she heard
