This is a short paragraph inspired by the book “Handle with
Care”, written by Jodi Picoult.
The family was seated at a
large booth in the local Chinese restaurant. They didn’t usually eat meals
together unless they went to a restaurant and were forced into having quality
family time. The talk was minimal and awkward at best until the waiter began to
bring out their meal: plates full of pork fried rice, steamy sesame beef,
simple white rice, spicy orange chicken, and their famous scrumptious egg flour
soup. Instantly it was if they were a family again, not a congregation of
strangers forced to spend time together. They were asking each other to pass
plates of this or that food, loading out portions of soup for one another. At
one point the dad asked the youngest son if he would like some of the orange chicken
dish, which lifted the boy’s spirits since that was the nicest thing his father
had said to him since… well, the last time they ate at a restaurant together.
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