#Chapter25 “Let Me Help You"

I was sitting on a stool in the kitchen as Carson made me breakfast. I can't believe he was actually cooking. To say I was surprised would be an understatement.

When Carson had told me that I should come downstairs for breakfast, I thought that Linda, their cook, was going to prepare it. I couldn't have been more wrong. Carson was really a boy of many talents.

When Carson was finished, he put a plate of pancakes and bacon before me and a bottle of strawberry syrup. "Here, eat up. You must be hungry." He said.

I was starving. I looked at the mouth watering...