It didn"t take long for the smells of sizzling bacon and warm cinnamon to fill Morgan"s kitchen. Winnie was making a batch of cinnamon rolls from scratch while Kathy and Cordelia scrambled eggs and fried bacon. They filled the room with something else; it was the sound of relieved voices, the volume higher than normal as everybody seemed eager to talk about what their night had been like. The conversation was fast and darted between people as each tried to talk over the other.
Morgan stood back and watched the action, smiling at the sight in front of her. Her friends all worked well together, and Cordelia had worked her way into the hearts of each one of them. She was part of the island and part of the family now. While they were waiting for their food, those not cooking sat around the ta
