Cool Gathering At Breakfast
As everyone gathered in the kitchen for breakfast, drawn in by the rich scent of coffee and sizzling bacon, I stayed calm and quietly blended into the background. Margaret busied herself arranging the table with practiced flair, while Richard launched into yet another work story, his voice filling the room. It was the perfect calm before the storm, and I knew all I needed was the right moment to disrupt their carefully curated vacation. The light breakfast chatter tied us together just long enough to set the stage for what was coming.
Cool Gathering At Breakfast
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Richard’s Loud Toast
During brunch, Richard rose to his feet, lifting his glass with theatrical flair. “Here’s to family values and unforgettable moments in our beloved vacation home!” he declared proudly. Cheers erupted around the table, glasses clinking in agreement. I smirked and took a slow sip of my orange juice, savoring the irony. His bold proclamation about family and ownership only fueled the anticipation. The show was in full swing, and Richard remained blissfully immersed in his role as the self-appointed head of this imaginary estate.
Richard’s Loud Toast
