GDC 115

“It’s still morning… are you sure you’re up for this?”

“Of course!”

I quickly answered before Loic could even think of taking the stew away.

He entered the room, carrying a tea tray.

“Oh my goodness!”

I forgot all dignity and crawled across the bed on my knees to greet the tomato stew.

“Would you like to eat in bed?”

“No! I’ll eat at the table.”

There was no way I could trust myself not to spill red soup all over the white sheets.

Swallowing in anticipation, I sat down at the table as Loic placed the dish in front of me.

Steam rose gently from the bowl, and the spicy scent of pepper instantly made my mouth water.

‘It’s been so long since I had stew!’

Even though Madam Marie had once given me her recipe, I hadn’t been able to taste tomato stew in ages.

I’d wanted to…