Chante
Being at home and not knowing what was going on was driving us both crazy. Captain Bradley kept us up to date as much as possible. To be safe, we decided that mom shouldn’t go to work, which meant she was at home with us. Mom wasn’t the kind of person who could just sit around, which meant she was baking far too much and the house had probably never been that clean.
“Mom, please. Stop. We have enough here to feed the entire station.” I sighed, taking yet another cupcake that I honestly didn’t need.
“I’m sorry, honey. I just thought I could keep busy.” She looked worried. We all were, but we couldn’t sit there for much longer. The situation was just too tense.
“What if we set a trap for her?” I turned around and looked at Freddie who was pretending to sleep on the couch. I could
