CHAPTER 29
It’s evening, and we’re all sitting around the TV watching one of Patricia’s cooking competition shows. I hate to admit it, but I find the cutthroat challenges mildly entertaining. The host just made one of the contestants trade in all her spices for a five-pound chunk of sea salt and a cheese grater.
The funny thing is I bet her dish will still have more flavor than Patricia’s.
A commercial comes on, reminding us that it’s time to buy diamond jewelry for the ones we love. I wonder if Jake and I will ever get around to finding each other rings. It’s not like we sat down to actually plan our wedding. He asked me on a Monday morning, and we arrived at the courthouse with our paperwork that Thursday.
Just the kind of romance every girl dreams about, right?
I still don’t know w
