TRAVIS’ P O V
In the centre of the long, dining table were dishes of short ribs with black barley and mushrooms, mom’s favorite seared scallops and baby spinach with spiced pomegranate glaze, beef steaks wellington, and keto broccoli cheddar soup.
Everyone was already seated, and started eating dinner when I noticed Joe moping around. ‘‘Do you like the scallops, sweetheart?’’ mom asked softly.
But Joe had remained silent and had not responded. I knew what he wanted. Mcdonalds again. He might've expected me to keep my promise to take him out to dinner this evening. How could I, though? My family unexpectedly visited us.
Joe was peering at me through his eyelids, toying with his food on the plate, mom had set out for him. ‘‘I don’t like this!’’ he suddenly announced, spitting out the mouthful of broccoli that he had eaten. His sudden speech drew all the attention, and I was completely mortified.