#Chapter262
I swallow it down in agitation and walk to the kitchen, to fix myself something to eat. I’ve found that I have a love of cooking now since I have all the time in the world to leisurely stand around in this beautiful chef’s dream. Sarah would love it. I’m sure she’d be proud of how domesticated I’ve become, knowing my way around a kitchen. I’m liking not having a cook until she returns at the end of the week, it’s somehow enjoyable making meals with love and caring precision for Jake and me to enjoy.
Maybe I’ll follow in Sylvana’s footsteps and cook for my own family once or twice a week like she does.
