CHAPTER 12

Damien’s gaze was called by the three little dishes on the watermelons. His gesture changed at the mere instant he recognized the prepared food as one of the most delicious dishes out of that town. Maybe he’s just found the perfect taste he could adopt for one of his franchises.

“What’s this?” Damien pointed at the dishes.

“Oh! This? I just bought something to eat. It’s delicious, the girl who prepares this is extraordinary, I’ve always told her to open her own kitchen but she doesn’t want to. Do you want to try it?” The old lady asked.

Damien, for the first time, felt the warmth of someone honest. Amber had been right all those times when she said there were people out there more truthful than the ones around us.

“Please, I would like to try it.”

“Why don’t you come with me and accompany this old lady to eat? It’s hot outside.”

Damien couldn’t help but smile. Why do the best people have to be away from him, even Amber?

“Take a seat, boy, take a seat!” The old lady said, giving him