“Huh? What do you mean? Isn't it obvious.”
Sophia rolled her eyes. She was mad at her cousin for not listening to her, but she was also happy that she had come to realize on her own that she was a horrible cook.
“So it took you burning down my kitchen to realize that you're an awful chef?” She asked Parsley.
“I barely burnt your kitchen. Besides, you're the one who left me to go feed your family,” Parsley mocked.
Sophia chuckled. She had saved her cousin some pancakes and revealing them got her extra happy.
“You got mail,” she told her.
“From who?” Sophia asked.
“I don't know. You told me never to go through your mailbox,” Parsley pointed to the dining table where a sealed envelope lay naked.
Sophia went to grab it and groaned while ripping the paper apart. “Who still sends messag
