Chapter 10

Violet tried. She really did, but how was she to know cooking would be so hard. While trying not to lag behind, she had dumped near a dozen whipped eggs on the floor and according to the graying woman, cut onions worse than a three-year-old on a sugar high. How was it even possible to cut something so each piece would be the same size. That seemed impossible! Yet, she tried and failed. Violet saw the way they were all looking at her too. They knew. They knew she had no idea what the hell she was doing.  What was she going to do? If they found out she had no experience as a cook, how much harder would they look at her? By the time breakfast was done