Woods

As soon as Altan left, Esen started preparing breakfast. "I don't know whether Gran would have eaten anything or not?" This thought made her even more worried. At first, it was Emily who took care of her food and drink, but now, "I wonder how she spent her night?" she wondered as she rummaged in the cupboards for something that looked edible.

When she opened the fridge, she saw meatballs, soups, and fruits. There were a few vegetables and some bread. "But what would she eat?" she thought to herself.

When nothing came to mind, she put some rice into a pan and set it on the stove to cook. It smelled like it wasn't going to turn out quite right, but it was better than nothing. Then she went back for another pot of milk and water to keep at a low boil to make the tea. She was now comfortably touching the juice bottle because of the gloves. The gloves were her best bet with this situation. Now nothing can turn into ice after her touch.

After a few seconds, she sniffed something. The rice w