When the clock struck 11, and the little rang sounded, the food was already ready, fresh in the oven, she was still humming that song she once heard in the playgrounds, same song she hummed when she put her child to sleep.

Carefully, she wore her gloves, removing the tray from the oven, her apron was still stained, but that didn't seem to be a problem now. With a satisfied smile, he took a bite of the browned meat in sauce, one more missing sign was worth it to try this delicacy.