Hot Water Cornbread
by Joanna Hynes
Overview
Amani chopped, minced, diced, and puréed as fast as she could, all the while sending anxious glances over her shoulder to find David focused with his own tasks. Despite his brisk movements, he appeared calm, with nary a glimmer of nerves or sweat to hint at his thoughts and emotions. Drops of sweat beaded on Amani's forearms, not merely from the heat of the ovens or the steam...