Chapter 15 - Sophia Opens Anna’s Cookbook
Sophia moved into a better apartment.
Nothing extravagant.
Two bedrooms.
Big windows.
A kitchen with enough counter space to cook.
Eleanor sent Anna’s red cookbook.
Sophia almost returned it.
Then she opened it.
Between financial notes and hidden evidence were actual recipes.
Chicken soup.
Peach cobbler.
Cornbread.
Sophia recognized the handwriting.
Her mother had cooked from memory.
Sophia never knew the recipes had been written down.
One page contained a note.
Sophia likes extra cinnamon.
She laughed and cried at the same time.
Her mother had been more than a witness.
More than a woman hiding evidence.
More than a victim in a criminal case.
She was the person who knew Sophia liked too much cinnamon.
That mattered most.
Sophia began cooking through the book.
One recipe every Sunday.
Not to solve anything.
May you like
Not to find another clue.
Just to remember her.
