"I don't think we need the tarot to tell us a ten year old with a credit card is likely a bad idea."

Comparing the mound of potatoes in the pot with the cream just beginning to steam, Emma decided, "That should be about right." Taking the potatoes from Steph and putting them back on the stove, she added milk, and butter small chunks at a time, beating them smooth again with a wooden spoon after each addition.

She tipped her head toward the smaller pan with the warm crème fraiche. "Pour in about half of that to start while I stir." She could do it all herself, but Steph was helping, right?