The following morning… Knight Mansion woke earlier than usual. The reporters hadn't left. By seven o'clock, satellite vans still lined the road outside the estate.
Security guards stood watch at the main gate as photographers waited patiently with cameras hanging around their necks.
Some reporters rehearsed their introductions. Others refreshed news websites on their phones, hoping for another headline.
Inside the mansion… The atmosphere was very different. Margaret carried a tray of pancakes into the dining room.
"I refuse," she declared, "to let those people outside ruin breakfast." Ethan laughed. "I think pancakes solve at least half of life's problems."
"Only half?" "They solve three-quarters." Lily smiled as she poured orange juice into everyone's glasses.
Daniel folded his news
