“Honey! Where are the diapers?” Andra shouted.
“I was just about to ask you.”
Dave has been the last one to change the baby, he should know where the diapers were. Her stomach rumbled, then she smelled something burning. The acrid scent irritated her nose. The eggs! She bolted to the kitchen and coughed from the horrendous smell. She turned down the raging burner. A ear-piercing wail came from the...