Savannah awoke to the smell of her mother's cooking, and shot up in bed. Today was her mother's birthday. She jumped out of bed and threw on her robe, heading downstairs. She didn't want to miss her mother before she went to work.
She walked into the kitchen to find Cheyenne already there. She smirked to herself. Of course Cheyenne would be the first one down to tell her happy birthday.
"Morning mum." Sav said in a sing-song voice, going over and kissing her mother on the cheek.