This might even be cool

Candace

I was at home, worried about Harald and the situation he was living in. The mansion felt emptier than ever, silent and heavy, as if the walls had absorbed the tension I felt. Harald had left to represent his family at the trial, and I couldn't stop thinking about how much this could hurt him. He was trying to clear the Mortons' name, even though he knew the odds were against him, and that made me uneasy.

I needed to find a way to distract myself, so it occurred to me that I could cook. I wanted him to come home and find something welcoming, a dinner made by me, a surprise that would make him feel a little comfort after such an exhausting day. There was just one problem: I had never cooked in my life. I grew up surrounded by servants, and the kitchen was almost unknown territory for me. But that afternoon, I decided I would give it a try.

I took out my cell phone and started looking for easy recipes. I wanted something that wasn't so simple that it looked boring, but also not s