ASHLEY

I picked the slice of bread and began munching slowly, while Carson played with my hair. Then the door creaked and Brody walked in carrying a jar of orange juice.

"It wasn't easy getting this ready! Preparing fresh juice does take time and energy," he said and let out a gush of air.

Carson snorted, "You made that?"

"Anything for Ashley, please."

"Brody, answer the question. Did you make it yourself?" I could hear the laughter in his voice.

"Well, the cook did. But I supervised ...