“Can I help with the cooking, Mum?” she asked.
“Of course not, Lek. You are a guest. Sit down and rest. Do you want a drink? Craig, get her a drink while I finish off.”
“OK, Mum, but it’s just that a Thai guest especial y a son’s
girlfriend would expect and be expected to help in Thailand. She really does want to help.”
Rose hated anyone helping her in her kitchen. She liked to do everything herself because she was a perfectionist as far as her cooking was concerned.
“Can’t she peel some potatoes or chop something for you. She will soon learn how you like it done.”
“Yes, Mum, I want to learn how you cook. Craig tells me you are a very good cook and I wan’ to cook the same for him like you later in our house.”
It made sense and she wante
