Jayden popped into the kitchen, backpack over her shoulder, just as Laci finished pouring her second cup of coffee of the morning. Laci turned, resting back on the counter, arm draped over her waist as she held the cup in front of her, watching as her sister dumped the backpack on the table and walked over to the fridge, jerking the freezer door open. “Aren’t you running a little behind?” Laci asked before taking a tentative sip of the coffee. “I thought you had a class at nine? They do have classes on Mondays, right?”
Jayden shrugged as she pulled out a box of frozen waffles. “It’s college. Half the class will either be late or not there at all. Besides, it’s math. I hate math.” She walked over to the toaster, pulling out two waffles and slipping them into the slots. Pushing the handle down to start the toasting process, she turned back around to her sister. “You thought anymore about what that crazy old man said Saturday?”