Jesse quickly jogged down the stairs and followed the echoes of laughter towards the kitchen. She heard her mother say she’d been dreaming of cooking in Torben’s kitchen for months and she shook her head. The things her mother dreamed about Torben and the things she dreamt were vastly different, she grinned to herself.
“There’s the birthday girl!” Dylan charged her and pulled her into a tight hug and swung her around. “Welcome to the thirty club! You’re officially as old as me again.”
She giggled and hugged him back tightly. “I’ll never be as old as you.” She kissed his cheek noisily as he slapped her playfully.
“Mom!” she grinned when her mother pulled her from Dylan and scowling at her.
Her mother gripped her chin tightly and examined her face, “What did you do to your voice?”
“Kara
