Fields was right…the room smelled wonderful. Even though they had made a mess, and even though she had had a fight with her cousin, Louisa was thinking that this kitchen was her favorite place in the world. In fact, the emotion in the kitchen was part of the attraction.
“I should be a chef,” she said to herself. “I have a passion for cooking.”
Suddenly, a flash of lightning and a loud bang of thunder on the computer screen made Louisa jump! When she looked down, she saw a stormy scene with sheets of rain pouring from the sky. She thought the blurred images of storefront signs swinging in the whistling wind were strange and eerie, not at all cozy like this warm kitchen. Where was this place on the website? Wherever it was, Louisa was grateful that she wasn’t there.