Cara
The next morning I woke up relieved for some reason. When I got to my room last night, I felt like someone was following me.
She made her way down to the kitchen and saw Mauve. “Good morning child! Busy day we will have today! What do you think we should make today for the pack?”
“I have an idea, but might think it is really weird.” I tell Mauve.
“I thought adding Italian dressing to a gravy was weird, but it made for a tasty gravy. So nothing you do is going to sound weird to me child.” Mauve said.
“Ok, I was thinking of a French toast lasagna.” I tell Mauve.
“A what lasagna? How do we make this?” Mauve asks.
“We layer bread with a cream cheese filling maybe add some strawberries then pour like a batter over it all and bake.” I tell her.
“Ok, get what you need, I make the bac
