Chapter 12: Amity’s New Room-1

Corbin

“Brunch is ready!” Called Mom.

My brothers and I had been in Zander’s room with Amity. We hurried downstairs.

“This should be good,” snickered Zander.

Mom never cooked. Ever. We always had a professional chef or a maid who was also a cook or Amity who had been taught how to cook by the former cook.

“I’m sure she did her best,” I said although I could smell the burnt toast from the stai