Chapter 33

Walking into the kitchen, I take in a deep breath of the good smell of bacon. I sigh in content at the delicious smell.

"Good morning Cayce," says Meg when she notices me.

"Good morning," I chirp back. I walk over and give a quick hug. "Cooking breakfast?" I ask.

"Yeah, gotta have the table ready for the big family," she says as she stirs the bacon with a spatula. Next to the stove two plates piled with buttered pancakes sit steaming. I also see a plate with cooked pieces of tomato, as well as another with sunny-side-up eggs piled on it.

"Somebody's been busy," I say nonchalantly. I step over the drying rack and get some water from the tap, taking a sip as I sit at the kitchen island.

"Tell me about it," says Meg. She looks over at the clock, about nine in the morning. "They'll start to get up soon. Where's Bennet?"

"He's upstairs. He was in the bathroom when I came down here."

"How is it sleeping with him?"

"It's nice," I say with a grin. "He's like an electric heat