We're staying here for a week… His face paled. I can't endure another six nights of this.
He stood there on the stairway, mourning his future predicament, when a faint noise from downstairs caught his attention.
Tap… tap…
It was still quite early. No one else should have been awake yet. Curious, he followed the sound to the kitchen, where he found Chukwudubem rummaging through the refrigerator, searching for ingredients.
The household servants weren't allowed in the house until after 6 a.m., but it didn't matter, Chukwudubem seemed perfectly prepared to handle breakfast on his own. Thanks to Chibuzor's strict upbringing, all his younger siblings were well trained in essential life skills, including cooking.
Unaware of his older brother's presence, Chukwudubem muttered to himself as he picked out items.
"Pepper… onions… carrots…"
Satisfied with his selection, he turned around,
