"Let me help you with something," Julia offered gently.
Natalie turned, surprised. She knew a woman of Julia's status likely never stepped foot in a kitchen, and she didn't want to trouble her.
"Old Miss, I can handle it. Don't worry."
"Old Miss?" Julia frowned, feigning disappointment. "I was hoping to hear 'Grandma.' And yes, I'm old, but I can still work."
Natalie smiled awkwardly. "Ah, Grandma, I can do it alone, but if you really want to help, you can peel these carrots." She handed Julia the easiest task she could think of.
Julia accepted the task and quietly watched Natalie move effortlessly around the kitchen. "Seeing how skilled you are in the kitchen, reminds me of my grandson. He's an excellent cook too."
