Taryn bought a half pound of coffee from Alternative Grounds in Roncesvalles and left it on the table in the living room while she went upstairs to tend to Michelle. Meanwhile, I was working in the basement while James roamed the house freely.
I began to smell the strong scent of coffee brewing and assumed Taryn was making a pot. I didn't think twice about it and soon thereafter went upstairs and saw what mischief James had been up to.
See for yourself. James was a naughty little boy.
