Anna bit her lip to keep from laughing. She sat across from Aiden at the dining room table as they ate breakfast. Prissy, Aiden’s hedgehog, was slowly meandering down the length of the table toward Brock and his plate of half-eaten kippers, berries, and nuts. Brock had the morning post spread out in front of him and was completely unaware of the approaching creature.
Brock was at the far end of the table, while Joanna, Lydia, and Brodie were seated at chairs in the middle of the long table. As Anna fought to hide her laughter, she and Aiden both kept shooting looks at each other, then back at the hedgehog.
Anna had no idea how the hedgehog had gotten onto the table, but she hadn’t bothered to stop Prissy because she was too busy trying not to giggle. If there was one thing she’d learned
