Spices of passion - The charming cook of chef Isabella

IsabellaI checked the time one more time to make sure I wouldn't be late. I needed to leave the house in twenty minutes if I didn't want to miss my flight to Fairbanks, where Gwen and Zachary had been living in Alaska for the past few years.Three years ago, when my friends decided to leave Missoula, where we lived at the time, I seriously considered asking for a sanity check, but hearing how well they, especially Danny, had adjusted to their new life, I felt they had made the right decision.I always spoke to them and Danny by video call, but it wasn't the same as having them by my side. The last time I saw them was almost two years ago, when they decided to come to Miami when they found out about my move, and although they always invited me to visit them, this was the first time I could get time off for it.I closed the last suitcase, being sure that I didn't have enough cold clothes to endure the winter in Alaska, I would have to buy some pieces there. With my bags in hand, I went

Isabella "I'm not going to make it," I stammered, looking at the to"do list Gwen had left with me before leaving for the airport. I was in the kitchen of the guesthouse, eating breakfast while the sky remained dark outside, even though it was already past eight o'clock.Stefan, Gustaf's cousin, had taken Danny to have a sleepover with his son, who was the same age as my nephew, so he would feel his parents' absence less. Zachary was quite sad when he left, and I hoped that he wouldI hoped that he would be able to settle his family affairs without too much damage, although I knew that was virtually impossible with everyone involved." Does she really want me to cut down a tree? " I continued reading the list." Are you talking to a piece of paper? " I was startled by Gustaf's voice coming from the entrance.I turned in his direction, watching the man walk nonchalantly through the kitchen, opening the cupboards and fridge." "No, I'm talking to myself," I corrected him, awkwardly a

IsabellaWhen Gustaf and I finally got back to the inn it was well past lunchtime, I made a quick sandwich for both of us before going back to decorating the fireplace." And how did you meet my friends? " I asked the boy as I sorted out the socks to hang on the mantelpiece." 'It was a little over two months since I had arrived in Alaska, I was occupying my cousin's couch, since I couldn't get a house to rent " Gustaf started narrating, taking one of the socks from my hand.I felt a shiver run through my body as his skin brushed against mine, chiding me for that reaction. I need to start controlling myself around him!" One day, I was coming back from a house I had been to visit and I saw this skinny girl with a boy literally strapped to her back helping a boy carry a big box into the house " I couldn't help but smile as I remembered how dependent Gwen was on Sling in Danny's first year.That seemed like a century ago. I had memories of when she and Zachary told me they were going to

Isabella By the time I finished it was past the time Gustaf had told me Danny should go to sleep and I felt exhausted.Getting ready for another battle, I went to the living room where the boy was jumping on the couch." AUNTIE, NO! " What? " I was startled by his sudden reaction." Come quick, you'll get burned! " he waved for me to get on the sofa.My first instinct was to follow his instruction, climbing on the couch." What are you talking about, Danny? " The lava is very hot, it will burn you " He jumped on the other sofa." Lava? " 'Yes, the floor is covered in lava, don't you see? Lava. My mind took a few seconds to process what was happening." "Danny, it's past your bedtime, you can play tomorrow," I pondered." Now! " he laughed, running away from me.How do you get a hyperactive child to sleep? They shouldn't have left me alone with him, I don't know what to do!" A deal, if I catch you, you go to bed without complaining " I decided to try." No stepping on the floor!

GustafIzzy took longer than I expected to finish getting ready, Danny had already gone to meet Stefan when she returned, prepared to face the negative weather outside.She remained silent as we walked to the car, she continued that way for a few minutes as I drove to the Pine Tree farm outside Fairbanks, until I decided to break the silence." Are you okay? She lowered her head with a weak smile on her face." 'Will you believe me if I say yes?" 'No, but I'll understand that you don't want to talk about it,' I shrugged, giving her a brief glance.After a long sigh, Isabella looked out of the window again, staring at the darkness outside. For a moment I thought how strange it must be for her to leave sunny Miami and end up in a place where it's only four hours of light during the winter. Sometimes not even that." What was I supposed to answer him? Are your grandparents so bad that your parents would rather pretend they don't exist? That's definitely not what I took a vacation for!