“Good morning”, I hear from a chorus of people as I stumble my way into the kitchen rubbing the last remaining bits of sleep from my eyes as I do. I am the last one up today. That’s new. The twins usually wake me by now. I wonder why they haven’t this morning. I am exhausted, however, so I’m not going to complain about it. Reggie and Jasmine have already got Meredith and Alex dressed, and they are all enjoying breakfast together at the table. They must have all been up for a while then. I am still feeling a little on edge after our argument last night and am no longer entirely sure how much I trust Jasmine. I don’t particularly appreciate feeling this way. I was hoping we could have a good relationship. Who knows, someday maybe I will. Our wounds are all still fresh after all. Maybe I shou
