Silently Falling in Love: Race - #Wattys2017

Chapter 20 - June 1994

Hi everyone - Happy New Year! I'm happy to say goodbye to 2016 and I'm hoping for a better 2017.  I'm also so sorry that I didn't reach my goal of finishing this book by the end of the year.  As a consolation I'm posting this chapter and the next chapter will be posted very quickly.

I hope everyone had a good break.  My New Year's resolution is to finish this store quickly - before Spring starts!!! Did any of you set any New Year's resolutions? I'd love to hear your resolutions.

I hope you enjoy the song - I love Frank Sinatra and I love whoever put this video together - I thought it's appropriate given the chapter.  Enjoy!

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Anjali

I had set the table already and now I was putting the finishing touches on the food. I couldn't wait to see auntie and uncle. I'd been cooking all afternoon and I was almost done.

"Hey do you need me to taste try anything?" Katherine asked as she walked into the kitchen fresh out of the shower.

"You've already taste tried everything."

"Well you know the spices in Indian food take a little while to sink in and so maybe the dishes taste different now. You know I'm an expert in Indian food; I've had a lot of experience eating it," Katherine says with superiority.

"Katherine why don't you start with getting dressed. No one is going to be able to taste the food if you're dressed in a towel when they come over," I say waiving my rolling pin at her like my mother would.

"Don't do that you look like your mom when you do that!" Katherine said pouring herself a glass of wine.

"You don't scare me with those comments; now shoo!"

Katherine grabs the glass of wine and sashays back to her room swinging her hips like she's doing a dance show in the 20's.

"When does Andrew get here?" I shouted from the kitchen.

"He should be here soon – I told him to come a little earlier so he could also taste test for you!"

And is if in on cue the buzzer rang.

I buzzed him in without even looking who was at the door and I opened our front door.

"What are you doing just buzzing me in? I could be an axe murderer!" Andrew said shutting the door, "and not to mention leaving your front door wide open."

He walked into the kitchen and handed me a bottle of wine and kissed me on the cheek.

"Do you want to taste test?" I asked ignoring his comments.

"Is that a rhetorical question?"

"Then drop the security sermon and I'll let you taste test otherwise you go and help Katherine get dressed," I smirked.

"Damn it Anjali! You're making me pick between food and sex! That's not fair!" Andrew pouted.

I laughed, "All is fair in love and war."

"Can I taste test but don't tell Katherine that I turned down an offer to help her get dressed?"

"Yes, but that will cost you?"

"How much?"

"I don't need anything right now, but someday I will," I say as I wink at him and hand him a plate with samplings of all of the dishes.

Andrew inhales it without a word.

"I needed that. I skipped lunch."

"Your feedback would be appreciated, that is the purpose of taste testing," I say in my best Southern accent.