Maddison
“Mom? Dad?” I called as I entered the dining area.
I tiptoed when I heard laughter and was curious like a cat. I knew my dad and mom’s voice, but it seemed like we had a guest. Her voice sounded familiar too, making curiosity rise up in me.
“Sweetie?” Mom said, dumbfounded.
Dad looked at me. He looked surprised too; just like Mom. I could hear a girl’s voice from the dirty kitchen. She might have been washing the dishes or something.
“Heaven knows how I missed cooking for you—” the girl showed up with a bowl of pasta in her hands.
She paused as we looked at each other. At the moment, I honestly didn’t know what to feel. I had mixed emotions and confusion entangled in my head and in my heart.
“Emma?” I finally said.
“M-Maddie?” she said with an awkward smile, placing the bo
