Skylar Snow Kitchen Review

She picked up her phone. She didn't check the review. Instead, she dialed the number she knew by heart but hadn't touched in six months.

She remembered the last argument with her brother, Elias. He had stood in this very kitchen, gesturing at the sleek, cold surfaces. "You cook for strangers, Sky," he’d said, his voice cracking. "But you can't even make a cup of coffee for the people who actually love you." skylar snow kitchen