There was no sign of any of our other siblings as we entered the house, but it was still quite early in the morning. Chances are Erica was definitely still in bed, and the others might still be getting ready. Emily was true to her word, and she ushered me onto one of the stools as she started scrambling up some eggs. Soon enough I was wolfing down a heaped pile of salt and peppered eggs alongside some buttered toast.

"Good morning you two," Amanda greeted us as she stepped into the kitchen.

I nearly choked on my eggs when I saw she was wearing a small tank-top that didn't...