JOAN’S POV The evening was busy but I didn’t mind. I wanted everything to be perfect. After everything Derrick did for me, I wanted to do something for him too. I stood in the kitchen as I supervised the activities around me. Pans sizzled, knives chopped and I ticked all the boxes of everything we need. “It’s going well, isn’t it?” Ms Sullivan asked with a smile as she walked out of the kitchen. “Sure is” I called after her. Tonight’s dinner had to be perfect, and I was determined to make it so. “Careful with the sauce, Emily,” I said, pointing at the simmering pot on the stove. “It needs to thicken just a little more.” Emily nodded as she stirred. The chef gave me a quick thumbs-up as he continued cooking. I laughed. When everything was finally prepared, I helped Emily and Sarah

