I walked down the stairs, wearing denim shorts, a white tank top, a red flannel tied on my waist, my white converse and a Chicago Bulls cap.
I noticed mom was cooking, while Tyler, Ryder and Aiden were eating, so was dad.
I stand beside mom, kissing her cheek I asked, “You cook?”
She chuckle, “Yes sweetie, I just can’t cook in the castle, so if I ever get a chance to cook, I cook.”
I smile, she was cooking bacon, so I got one and immediately sat down beside dad.
“When will you guys leave?” I asked, grabbing a pancake.
“Next week Saturday,” they said.
“You guys could watch Bella play on Friday,” Tyler said.
“I don’t see why not,” dad said, smiling at me.
I smiled back.
Just then we heard a car honk, I tossed my keys to Ryder, “See you guys at school,” I said, grabbing my bag.
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