Chapter 7
Maya's POV
"We need more flour," Carol announced the next morning, checking the pantry.
"And chocolate chips. How did we go through three bags already?"
"Liam ate half of them," Alex said without looking up from his phone.
"I did not!" Liam protested. "It was like... a third. Maybe forty percent. Tops."
Maya smiled despite her exhaustion. She'd barely slept again.
"Maya, honey, would you mind running to the store?" Diana asked. "I'd do it, but Carol and I want to start on the peppermint bark."
"Sure, no problem."
"I'll go with her," Alex said, standing up. "I need to get out of this house for a bit."
"Me too," Liam chimed in. "Supermarket road trip!"
"It's literally ten minutes away," Ethan said from the corner where he'd been nursing his coffee in silence all morning
