I Want It Too

Ruby flipped the tortilla, which had already turned brown, twice, ensuring all sides were heated before transferring it to a plate. The fillings were ready, so Ruby just had to arrange and roll them.

"You can cook?" Ed entered the kitchen with wet hair and a towel, drawn in by the aroma of food as soon as he stepped out of the bathroom.

"I'm just heating things up. This is Tita's cooking, right?" Ruby pointed to the bean paste that would complete the burrito. After sampling it for freshness earlier, she immediately recognized the taste. The fridge in the house was stocked with ample food, all of it prepared by Tita, and just needed reheating.

"Yes. " Ed nodded. "Tita sends food here every two or three days." But usually, the food went to waste. Ed rarely made use of it like Ruby was doing now.

"You've cooked before," Ed commented as he watched Ruby competently roll the tortilla with its fillings—meat and various vegetables.

"I've heated things up before. Not cooked in detail." Ruby wa