Piper’s POV

“Madam, madam,” Ken exclaimed as he dashed from the front porch into the living room. I was sitting in the living room watching television while enjoying a cup of tea and a freshly baked blueberry cake.

I hurriedly put the cup on the table. I saw that Ken’s face was very different. He was scared, like he had just seen a ghost.

When he stood in front of me, he didn’t speak right away. He looked down while panting. Sweat covered his face and body. Lily, ...