Stevi announced as she walked into the kitchen. Her sister had her back to her and was busy preparing an order on the industrial stove. “Seriously, Alex thinks she’s eating for a small village and wants, like, one of practically everything on the breakfast menu. And Andy will have her usual two slices of warm bread, a cup of albino, supersweet coffee and three slices of burnt bacon.” “And you?” Cris asked, glancing up from the omelet she was preparing for one of the guests. “The run made me kind of hungry this morning. Could you fix me an order of pancakes and some scrambled eggs with ham?” she asked. Ordinarily, she ate a light breakfast, sometimes even leaving half on her plate. She slanted a glance toward Cris, hoping her request wouldn’t set off any alarms. The change didn’t go unnoticed. “Wow, that is a lot for you,” Cris commented. Stevi shrugged.
