Chapter Ninety-One: The Welcome Home Party

The house was already free from roaming house staff, as I had ordered Anna to give them the day off. I stopped by the grocery store to get some things for homemade blueberries that I planned on having for the weekend; it had become my usual style as Evans loved having to try my new recipes. I had already set out the dry ingredients for the cookies when the doorbell rang. It was Angela; I couldn’t have guessed otherwise. “Mmmm... Here, it smells like a gingerbread house. You know that candy house in that witch movie—what was the name again? Hansel and Gretel?” Angela sniffed through the air as she walked inside. “Like you have been to any candy house before?” I chuckled, ushering her in. “Well, you said you were baking something, and it sure smells good.” “Sorry to burst your little bubble, lady, but I haven't even started anything yet. I wonder what smell you have in those nostrils of yours.” “You told me you were baking something, so now my nose smells it.” “You are so hilarious.” “Ye