The morning wasn’t really promising , although it was a clear day and it was not showing any sign of dust , but that was the height of it , Stefani had left the house before she even came down for breakfast , in fact nobody was at the table , it’s either she was too early or was too late . But she is guessing it’s because she is late.
She walked towards the the kitchen because of the noise coming from the kitchen signifying someone in the house , but what really dragged her in to the kitchen was the smell of fresh bread that was entering into her nostrils. . . . Someone was in the house at the end of the day and it was the cook she had met yesterday. Nice ! A familiar face . . .
“ Good morning “
She jumped at the sound of her voice , she understand her, she would have jumped too, even
