A day had passed since my encounter with Mr Russo. I had encouraged myself to move on from how low he taught me. How he saw me shouldn't matter to me. I would be out of his air soon.As I tried to forget him, his child rumbled for food in my belly. And I was craving my stir-fried potatoes. I made it for lunch and just had lunch with the exact ingredients I use every time I make it for Mom and Jenna. The burst of flavor from the garlic and ginger made my stir-fried potatoes top-notch! Chefs kiss. If I could I would own my restaurant someday. Everyone who has tasted my food has pushed me to kickstart the idea. However, I was reluctant because of the funds needed. However I could now once the baby is born.As I finished doing the dishes, I decided to take a stroll till I found myself at the same spot where I was made feel less of myself by Mr Russo. A familiar rustle in the bushes startled me. Penelope emerged, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.“Caught you red-handed, Jasm