(Author's POV)
"Mom, Dad, the fireworks were just amaaazziiinggg. I have never seen something so gorgeous like that before," Wendy remarked as she and Yelena entered the house. They both had spent the night out, enjoying the fireworks and making new friends and had just returned.
"Ummhmm~ …. That's good. You both enjoyed your time out there," Sandra said while setting the table. "Now, both of you~ ... go to your rooms, change and freshen up. I am serving breakfast and~ ... Wendy~ ... call your sister for me, hmm," she said.
"Myra? Is she still in her room? By this time, she is usually on her morning run, isn't she?" Yelena asked, her brows knitting together with puzzlement.
"No, Sandra and I checked when we woke up, and by then, Myra was still fast asleep. She must have been tired after a long day, and we didn't wanted to disturb her, so we didn't wake her up," William came out of the kitchen and added.
