Chapter Ten

After a large yawn and stretch, I rubbed my eyes before opening them. The gorgeous smell of pancakes and bacon filled my room and I couldn’t wait to get downstairs to stuff my face. I was unusually hungry this morning and I would definitely be putting my morning run back an hour or two so I could have breakfast first. There was no way I was missing out on mom’s signature breakfast; she made the most delicious pancakes.

I threw my covers off and ran into my bathroom to pee, shower, and get dressed. I rushed through my hygiene routine because I didn’t want my food getting cold and I knew I couldn’t rock up to the dining table in my pajamas—my mom would never allow that. As laid back as she was normally, when it came to presentation, she was a drill sergeant. She always said that you never knew who could come knocking, so we always needed to look our best. Today was one of those days that proved her correct, because just as I made my way towards the stairs, there was a knock on the door.