BLOOD FOR LOVE-CHAPTER 54
Jane sat cross-legged on the stool, humming as she munched on the delicious pancake Martha had prepared. She swung her legs and nipped her head as she hummed a tune.
"Martha, you have got to tell me your secret. What did you put in here?" Jane said, making Martha laugh.
"Years of practice, my dear. When you spend your life doing the same thing over and over again, you become a pro," Martha said, a hint of sadness in her eyes.
Jane frowned at her words, "What do you mean? All you do is cook? "
Martha nodded affirmatively. "And clean and knit."
Jane dropped her fork, the small metal making a clunking sound as it connected with the ceramic plate. "That is totally unfair. What about your family? Don't you go on vacation with them or something?"
