C18 MML 18

I prepared breakfast for the kids, especially since it was Friday, and they needed to leave early to attend the flag ceremony at school.

"Where's Anne?" Roy asked.

I looked over my shoulder when I heard Roy's voice, still groggy from sleep. He was sitting there, rubbing his eyes.

"She left," I replied.

I witnessed the furrow of Roy's forehead and the raising of his eyebrows