"My mother. I learned how to cook from my mother," Richard said with a sad smile.
"Wow! That's great to know. She actually did a good job," Rebecca said with a smile and continued with her food. However, she paused when she saw that Richard was moody and wasn't eating his food.
"Why aren't you eating?" Rebecca asked, her voice laced with worry. This was because it was the first time she had seen him sad since she met him. Richard let out a sigh before giving her a reply.
"I just remembered my parents," Richard said sadly. His words got Rebecca confused.
"you remembered your parents? Why are you sad? Are they dead?" Rebecca asked in one breath.
"They died in an auto crash fourteen years ago. I was just fifteen when they died," Richard said and heaved a sigh.
"Oh my goodness! I'm so so
