On the first day, my mother-in-law smiled and humiliated me: “In this house you will eat the leftovers”; I didn’t raise my voice, I just obeyed every word until she had to cook alone for the whole family, and then everyone understood that the black notebook hid something much darker.

served?” Uncle Gregory asked loudly. “We should be saying our prayers very soon.”

Mrs. Tabitha swallowed hard. She looked around frantically for me and found me calmly washing some teacups in the kitchen sink.

She approached me with very quick steps.

“Taylor,” she whispered angrily. “Where on earth is the food?”

“It is waiting for you to start cooking,continue reading …