Quinn
When I walked into the house it smelled amazing. My stomach growled and I was reminded of how hungry I was. I put down my backpack and walked into the kitchen. Carlo had his back turned towards me and it looked like he was chopping something.
“Whatever you are making smells heavenly.” I walked up to the island and saw all the ingredients spread out. Carlo turned around and gave me his warm familiar smile.
“Thank you, Mrs. Randazzo. I hope you’ll enjoy it.”
“Please still call me Quinn. My last name may have changed but I’m still me. What are you making?”
“For tonight I made you carbonara with homemade pasta. I hope you’ll enjoy it.”
“I know I will. Don’t tell my husband, but I think you’re my favorite person in the house.”
He let out a small laugh and nodded. “It’ll be our
