Piper stood in front of the open refrigerator door trying to decide if she was hungry for breakfast, or if it was just a habit she was going through. The banging on the back door broke her out of her reverie, and she glanced at the clock on the kitchen wall, frowning as she wondered who could be here this early in the morning. Tying the robe tighter around her waist, Piper walked to the door and looked out. She grinned when she saw her godmother staring back through the glass at her. Throwing open the door, she welcomed the older woman with a hug.
"I should"ve known it was going to be you, Charlotte. Only you would knock on my back door at seven o"clock in the morning. Come on in, I was about ready to make some coffee. You up for a cup?"
"That would be lovely. And seven o"clock isn"t all
