Storm
The delicious smell of bacon being fried enveloped the kitchen while I kept mixing the pancake mixture. It was exactly the aroma I wanted every morning. It was just so appetizing. Letting go of the spatula, I took a kitchen thong and moved over to the bacon, and served them on a plate. I went back to the pancake mixture and started making pancakes. I settled on potato pancakes. Starr usually loved bananas but Lulu’s favorite was potatoes and I wanted to surprise her.
The family was still sound asleep. Mom for some reason was still in bed and the clock was already striking to seven in the morning. I wondered what Dad did to her last night. I thought I heard some screaming and groaning past one in the morning.
Anyway, I wouldn’t be surprised if Starr was still in bed because it
