Chapter 19

• I take back my words when I said how hard it can be to learn to cook.
• It was freaking hard. Literally. I was certain Zoey was already fed up with me. If it wasn’t for the distasteful pout on her lips, then the glare in her eyes said it all as she stared at the burnt egg before trailing off to look at the discarded burnt eggs in the bin.
• "At least this looks a bit edible." I smiled hesitantly, lifting the pan of burnt eggs.