Chapter 13

"I'm joking." Zachary smiled slightly and tapped Juliet lightly on the head before he glanced at his watch. "I happen to have time this afternoon." Juliet smiled. "Sit down, Zach. I'll go and get some groceries." She did not have any food in the apartment at all. Zachary put his jacket back on, and the two of them went downstairs together. They headed for a neighboring market. It was the busiest time of the morning, so there was a bustling crowd and the sound of vendors hawking their wares. The smell of all kinds of food mingled together and seemed to hit them in the face. It felt full of vigor and life. Juliet had not been to a place like that for a very long time. During the three years that she had been married, she had not needed to cook with Agnes around. Juliet stood in front of a stall selling vegetables and felt rather helpless as she stared at the glistening, leafy vegetables. Zachary looked down lightly and asked, "What do you want to cook?" "I'll make some barbec