Fanuel.

I watched her wash the chicken and place it in the pot while I chopped the carrot for the rice.

She diced the beef and added it to the chicken while she moved over to the fresh fish. She did everything effortlessly and looked even more beautiful.

I never imagined cooking would be fun, but Christine proved me wrong.

"Fanuel,it's too tiny." She complained and came over collecting the knife and showing me to chop it a little bigger.

"It shouldn't be more tiny than the grains." She said firmly and I nodded dutifully doing the exact thing she showed me.

She was going to prepare a mashed chicken...