As promised, Quinn cooked Zayd’s dinner…at the expense of bothering his mother again. It was a simple dish of spaghetti and meatballs and though she got the noodles right, the sauce gave her some trouble and so did frying the meat balls…
Nevertheless, things ended a lot better than they did last time, she didn’t burn her hands nor did she burn anything to the point of them turning black.
If you asked her, then she had improved a whole lot…she has been upgraded to master chef now, since the food was more than just edible this time.
Locking the cover over the dish she’d shared Zayd’s food in, she neatly placed it in a bag and waved at Marcia as she walked out. The night was slowly ruining the day, devouring it…pretty soon, the sun would be no more.
Her steps led her along the paved p
