CHAPTER XV

SAMANTHA

                “Sam, you got a package,” Flor called her out from the cahier. She is in the kitchen and currently decorating a few cupcakes, putting frosting and sorts.

                “Package? What package? I didn’t order anything,” she answered trying to remember if she somewhat purchased anything online.

                “It’s like some kind of a document.”

                “Just keep it in there for now. I will just finish these remaining cupcakes. I’m almost done here.”

                “Okay.”