Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

Chapter 209

The audience murmurs. A smattering of applause ripples across the small
crowd.
Sarah flips her cue cards. “And when did you start cooking, Abby?”
“I was eight. My mom loved to cook, and I was her little sous-chef. Cutting,
stirring, making a mess mostly,” I chuckle. “But the love for cooking stuck, long
after I learned to clean up after myself.”
People laugh; even Sarah chuckles. And for a moment, the stage doesn’t feel
too big, the lights not too bright. I can do this.
“So, what would you say is your signature dish?” Sarah leans in, interested.
Enter title…
I feel a flicker of excitement. “Oh, that would have to be my rosemary-infused
lamb with a side of garlic mashed potatoes. It’s rustic, hearty, and incredibly
flavorful. The rosemary and garlic come together to create a sense of home, no
matter where you are.”

Sarah’s eyes light up and she looks over at the crowd. “Doesn’t that sound
delicious?” she asks, to which the crowd murmurs in response.
“It’s a customer favorite for sure,” I beam. “It’s actually adapted from one of my
mother’s recipes. I love to give my customers a taste of home.”
“Of course,” Sarah says, smiling.
The interview continues in a myriad of laughter, awws, and light applause. With
each passing minute, I begin to feel more and more relaxed, like I’ve done this a
thousand times. I almost forget that the audience is even there, and it feels like
it’s just me and Sarah having a conversation about food.
But then, Sarah throws me the one question that I was most dreading.
“So, Abby, what is your biggest inspiration?”
I freeze. My eyes involuntarily flicker to where Vanessa is seated on the
sidelines with the other judges, her afro a glorious halo under the studio lights. It
would be so easy to point at her, to say her name. She’s the woman I’ve idolized
for years, the dream I’ve chased in my sleep, and she’s right here.
But then, like a flickering montage, faces start appearing in my mind.
John, my sous-chef who’s always got my back, even when we have our
disagreements; Ethan, my restaurant manager who has never missed a day of
work, no matter how many times I’ve begged him to take a vacation; Daisy, the
ever-smiling waitress who uplifts everyone’s mood despite the weather; Chloe,
my best friend in the entire world; Anton, the homeless man who turned out to
be like an uncle to me; and then, finally Karl.
Karl.
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