Kira's pov
"Ryan, did you pour detergent instead of salt?" Rhian whispered a question.
"I guess so." Ryan shrugged and I turned to them.
Immediately, they pointed to each other.
What did they just say right now? Detergent? Into a pot of soup.
"Mama! He did it!" Rhian pointed a finger to Ryan.
"No, she did...