Shuna’s mum glowed with pride, "my daughter, you've won my heart with this food. I really enjoyed it."
Yimi (smiling sweetly with a sheen on her face);
"Thank you ma. I believe this food is only the beginning, the real flavour is in the secrets we share at the table."
Shuna swallowed hard.
Later that night, he woke up to faint whispers in the bathroom. Yimi stood by the door, the phone pressed to her ear, speaking in a tongue he couldn't understand...,it was low and sounded dangerous.
When he asked what it was about, she smiled too sweetly.
“Relax, focus on your mother’s joy."
Shuna laid awake, wondering if he had just invited a storm into his home.
