That afternoon, Pam was prepping ingredients to make soup for me and Talia.

After Talia finished up her work, she stayed by Pam’s side, praising her for being so capable and calling her a true kitchen goddess.

“Ms. Wood, you’re praising me so much I won’t know how to work anymore.”

A little praise makes people happy. Pam’s smile bloomed, a faint flush spreading across her face as she lowered her head shyly.

Right as Talia was ...