Walking downstairs I smelt the sweet,sugary smell of pancakes intrude my nose and walking into the kitchen I felt a homely, blast of warmth.
"Hey lil' sis, smell of the tastiest pancakes made by the best mum in the world draw you down stairs huh?" Will,my brother,mumbled through a mouthful of pancakes.
"WILL!What have I told you about talking with your mouthful?"My mum sighed with a smile on her face.
"Yes Will,listen to what Mummy says,"I said in a 'sweet as sugar' voice.
"Nah,I'd rather be a rebel,"He said winking at me, "Umm but this pancakes really are amazing!"
"Yes they are,maybe that's why you have had 8 helpings,leave some for everyone else maybe?" Said my mum,trying to act angry but being unable to hide the smile in her eyes.
"Yes,maybe you should Will. Um this smells delicious darling!"Laughed my dad as he walked in. Giving my mum a quick hug before settling down at the table in the seat next to me.
We carried on friendly chatter about what we were doing today and how well we slept the night before.Everything was going fine untilWill,with a grave look on his face,cleared his throat and set down his knife and fork,that I sensed danger in the air.
"Um,Tasmin..."Will's voice came out weak and croaky,he coughed and began again,"Tasmin,do you mind just ecsusing yourslef for a minute,I just need to talk to mum and dad,"
I was annoyyed,why did I always have to miss the good bits!
"Fine!"I grumbled kicking my chair back from the table and stomping upstairs,only to stop half-way and creep back down.
And that's when the shouting started....
