"Drop it!" Gina yelped.

She heaved a sigh of relief as the muffin hit the floor and bent over to scoop it up, tossing it in the trash. She placed a new chocolate chip raspberry muffin in Casey's palm and whirled around the side of her kitchen island to check on the batch still in the oven. They were rising beautifully, the tops baking to a lovely golden brown.

"You want to tell me what that was about?" Casey asked suspiciously, peeling the paper away from the base of ...