Lindsay Anderson

Ilyssa Lindsay Anderson

After getting dressed in my black sports bra, light pink Soffe shorts, and flip flops, the smell of pan-cakes, blue-berry muffins, break-fast casser-ole, and bacon wafted through my nostrils and led the down the stairs from my room to the kitchen. Around the same time that I had arrived in the kitchen, I was meeting eyes with Aunt Claire."Happy birthday, girlie!" Aunt Claire smiled at me, giving me a big hug. "Thank you, Claire!" I smiled, hugging my wonder-ful, amazing, and favorite aunt back. As we broke apart, I asked, how long have you been up?""Since 6:30." Claire replied. "I wanted to have break-fast at least more than half way ready when you got up.""I appre-ciate you and for doing this for me." I smiled, giving my aunt another hug."It's truly my plea-sure, sweet-ie." Aunt Claire smiled back, giving me a big squeeze."After all, you only turn eighteen once."As we broke apart, the doorbell rang at the same time."Why don't you go see who it is, while I finish cook-ing?""Yes, Ma'am!" I piped, hurrying over to the door.