Brielle's POV
Thanks to Blake, I was able to get an hour or two of non-interrupted sleep. Talking with him did its magic. I was feeling refreshed. I woke up and got myself ready without a hitch. The inviting smell of my grandma's breakfast got me running down the stairs and to the kitchen. The table was decked up with a delicious breakfast. Scrambled eggs, salad, and bacon.
" Good morning Grandma," I said cheerfully as I picked up a piece of beacon and put it in my mouth.
" Oh, Brie. You are up?"
" Yes, Grandma. Is there anything I can help you with?"
She turned and smiled at me.
" No dear. Just sit there. I will serve you breakfast soon."
I sat on the chair and watched her finish cooking. Once she was done, she dished it up for me and gave me a cup of freshly squeezed orange juice.
