Right then, George Lane saw a girl in pink pajamas standing at the doorway, blinking her sleepy, watery eyes at him—she’d clearly just woken up.
In that instant, George felt like his heart was about to melt.
With her head tilted to the side, Summer Knight looked adorably confused. “George, are you... here to see Alexander?”
George quickly nodded, about to explain why he was there. But before he could say anything, a familiar voice called out from the kitchen.
“George is here?”
Wait... was that Mr. Barron?
George froze, eyes wide, completely stunned.
What freaked him out wasn’t the fact that Alexander immediately recognized who it was—it was that his voice was coming from the kitchen... along with the sound of cooking.
Hold up. Was Mr. Barron seriously... cooking?
