Helanie:
While I cooked, Maximus stayed beside me. He helped with chopping vegetables and tried to get his hands on the pans. Most of the time, he was kind of in my way. He would excitedly jump whenever he heard what I was doing next.
I never thought of him as being so full of life—full of himself, yes!
That's when Kaye walked by, saw us working, and decided to step in. His arrival froze us both. He stood tall, hands on his hips. My first thought was that he might disapprove of me cooking for them or call Norman to take over the "dirty" job. I guess my opinion of Kaye was low because, deep down, I was still upset about how things went between us. We were both at fault, though.
"What is going on?" he asked, his eyes shifting between me, my apron, and Maximus—who was also wearing an apron, though in a way that made me feel sorry for him. He'd tied it around his waist, leaving the straps hanging awkwardly, even after seeing me wear mine correctly.
