I get up from my sleeping position on the bed. It was already after 11:00 am. Everyone must have been soo tired yesterday it caused us to wake late.

I look beside me to see Graham still sleeping peacefully on the bed with no worries in the world. He looked peaceful, so I'll let him rest for a while before waking him. But first I smell spaghetti cooking downstairs. And it was definitely not Mrs. Malia cause she was on a break.

A went into the bathroom to quickly wash up before I rushed downstairs. When I got to the kitchen area, it was Dom who was preparing the pasta,...