Someone was shouting at the top of their lungs. Stephanie turned to her side. Someone yelled for a spatula, then someone yelled for sugar.

Stephanie threw her pillow to her ears, wondering why someone would want a spatula and sugar in a hospital.

Were the nurses baking snacks for some patients? If so, were they baking it in her room?

She felt the squishiness of the pillow she had over her head and sprang up, staring around the room.

Of course, she was in her room at home, with her own squishy pillow and her twin sisters yelling in the background.

The nosiest humans she had ever met, those two....