![]() ![]() ![]() Kendra is a good kid, staying up a little later won't hurt anybody. Checking the clock I see it is already nine. I chuckle and pull her favorite plate from the cabinet, "thanks." After she eats up and runs to her bedroom to change, I clean up the dishes and lean on the counter. "Fine, and she'll be back at ten so after dinner get your PJs on. "Yeah, when will mom be home?" She follows me into the kitchen before climbing and sitting down on one of the stools. "I know you did, so you might as well confess." I shrug and stand up from the carpet. I nod and her face begins to show her nerves. "Detective, I didn't steal the cookies, but I know who did," I give her a stern look and her cheeks flush pink. "Isabella we know you did, now tell the truth or face jail time!" She stands up and pretends to act serious, even though I know she is holding back giggles. ![]()
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