A young girl struggles to cope after the trauma and abuse she has endured at the hands of her Step-father, as events transpire and she is placed in the care of her 4 older brothers. We follow her journey as she navigates this new world of Family, Lo...
I'm excited and worried about meeting my cousins tomorrow. What if they don't like me or worse what if I don't like them? Call me selfish but I wish I had more time with just my brothers. I still struggle with feeling like I don't fit in with this family, I can only imagine what two more guys added to the mix will do for my insecurities. They all grew up with wealth and are confident in who they are. All these thoughts kept me up all night, I tried to sleep but I was too unsettled with all the changes happening, my cousins, meeting my tutor, my aptitude test, and lets not forget my "horse therapy", and add in the upcoming holidays.
I laid in bed, tossing and turning for hours, finally giving up on sleep I headed quietly down stairs deciding to bake in the caterers' kitchen. I liked this kitchen because it was homey feeling and it had a door on it so I could close it and I didn't have to worry about making too much noise. I used my phone to search for raspberry orange scone recipes. I found all the baking bowls and measuring cups and spoons along with the needed ingredients. I loved to bake it calmed me, sorta of like therapy in a weird way. It took me a sec to get acquainted with the ultra modern oven to preheat it. I got started sifting my dry ingredients together, cracking my eggs and adding milk. Next was my favorite part, grating the orange zest, it smells so good.
After combining my ingredients and working the raspberries into the dough, I placed the scones on baking sheets to put into the oven and set the timer. The clock read 5:35a.m., I still wasn't tired, I cleaned and washed everything I used. I didn't want the staff to have to clean up after me, I don't think I'll ever get used to having people clean and cook for me.
While I wait for the scones to bake, I check the fridge and take inventory of what else I can make, I decide to start making breakfast for my brothers. Grabing the bacon, I get a griddle out and setting it on the stovetop I start frying, this is going to take me a while to fry all three packs of bacon. I have to make enough to feed an army, my brothers all have healthy appetites, plus I am not sure if my cousins will be here to join us. While the bacon cooks, I slice up the French bread loaves to make french toast. I also decide to make a fruit bowl, looking around at all the fresh fruit, I start cutting up pineapple, cantaloupe, and Strawberries, last I add blueberries in and covering the bowl I place it back in the fridge to keep fresh.
My timer on the scones goes off so I check them, determine that they are done, I pull them out and place them on a cooling rack, I made an orange glaze to drizzle over them and I thought they looked beautiful.
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By the time I am almost done with the food it's 7 a.m. and I look up to see Dominic in the doorway looking sweaty from his workout smiling at me. I smile back shyly not used to seeing my brothers without shirts, they are all ripped but Dominic is the most muscular.
"Good morning, Bambina, it smells great in here. What did you make?" He asks me as he walks over to me and drops a kiss on my forehead. "Not much just bacon,eggs, french toast, scones, fruit bowl, oh and fresh O.J., coffee will be ready soon too." I say looking up at him. He studies my face with a serious expression.
