Chapter 12

Tanya thinks for a second before a lightbulb goes on in her head. "Yeah, I think you're right mom. Sam, you are going to teach me to cook."

"I'm always right." I flinch at mom's attempt at smirking.

"Find another teacher, I already have a busy schedule as it is," I tell her.

"I'm sure you can't be too busy to help your sister, and support her because you are going to come with me to the contest."

I raise my eyebrows at her suggestively.

"Please," she adds and I nod.

"On one condition," I say, "you have to get me another of that giant ice cream. I think that's fair enough."

"Is that all, you got it. So, when do we start?" she clasps her hands excitedly.

"Whenever you're ready."

"Alright girls, you have fun. I'm going to take a shower," mom tells us and goes upstairs. Is she really not going to say anything about this?

"What do you want to learn how to make?" I ask Tanya.

"Ricky's favourite foods," she answers without m