Adea
Shane was right. We did have a good day. I hated to admit it but he was right. We were having a blast, at least, I knew I was. I don’t know why I was surprised when he lead me downstairs to the kitchen for breakfast. I knew this place better than the back of my hand. Everything was as I remembered and it made me miss Mavy. Unease filled my stomach as I realized hadn’t seen her at all yesterday. I needed to be on the lookout for her today. Would she come down for breakfast? Should I ask Shane?
The staff seemed happy and I recognized them as women I had cleaned with before. As we took our seats, we were served waffles, scrambled eggs, and a huge brown of grapes, strawberries, and blackberries. I popped a few grapes into my mouth while Shane asked me to feed him strawberries. He wasn’t a baby but I didn’t deny him when he opened his mouth like a toddler. The big bad wolf likes to pretend to be an innocent puppy with me.
