When Cassie and Malekai stepped into The Wolf Pack Diner, they were hit by a nearly overpowering wall of cinnamon. Cassie glanced at Malekai to see him wiggling his nose, seemingly trying not to sneeze. Cassie’s eyes were beginning to water as her Aunt Sam sashayed up to the pair, smiling broadly.
“What are you up to, Aunt Sam?” Cassie questioned as the three walked to an area toward the back of the diner that had been prepared for the large family dinner that Aunt Sam had planned.
“Me? Why would you ever think I was up to something?” Aunt Sam questioned in an exaggerated tone. “I’m innocent. Innocent, I tell you.”
“You have never been innocent. I know because, between you and Mom, I have heard all the stories. All of them. You are up to something because you are grinning like the Ches
