Chapter 24.7: Dancing into the Storm

AUGUST

The pungent odor of garlic and onions being sautéed had the inevitable audacity to invade my nostrils and it did nothing but make feel famished than I already am. My stomach was churning like I haven’t eaten all day and I can only swallow my saliva for a bit of relief. I was preparing the chicken on the kitchen sink while Ambrose was standing in front of the stove waiting for the garlic and onions to be sautéed to perfection. I had this feeling that he was as hungry as I am. We have decided to cook something for dinner and I’m more than glad to do this with him. We both know that we are not good at cooking but there’s no one else here to do that other than ourselves. We had already cooked ramen stew together before but I never thought something like that would happen again. I’m still trying to let everything sink in. I was smiling while doing my job and I just had to control myself.