RIO
I am sitting here. My leg won't stop thumping up and down with the nervousness of this meeting.
Today is the day of my mother's will reading, and to be honest, I didn't want to be here. I already knew what it was going to say, but hearing it made everything that had happened official and real. There is no more hope of waking up and hearing my mother in the kitchen singing to her Spotify playlist while she whips up something new and crazy for us to share together.
Mum loved to cook.
She said people can taste your heart in your cooking. If you cook it with love, they can taste it.
Maybe that was why she was the best cook in my mind. She loved to do, and everything tasted the best when she did.
She grew up poor and then homeless for a period of her life, and as a result, she learne
