"Of course I like it Aunt Sookie!" Juliet stared at her aunt, eyes wide. How could her aunt doubt her? Her! The first of the Sully girls to take a deep interest in how to cook and who'd spent weeks worth of accumulated time at her aunt's side learning the ins and outs of southern cooking.
Her shoulders slumped a little and a bit of the fire went out of her eyes, and she shoveled a large bite of pie into her mouth to cover the disappointment. This was Aunt Sook, but it wasn't the same Aunt Sook. It hadn't happened for her yet. "I know. It's a bit crazy. Rachel and Sarah are only supposed to be a year and a half older than me, not ten years and five years older."