Chapter 9

he leaned in close to the bowl, taking a perfunctory sniff before setting it down.

"No, your dad and I just ate some, it's fine."

"Hurry up and eat."

She pushed the soup back towards me.

I shook my head firmly.

"What if it's spoiled?"

"You guys shouldn't eat questionable food either."

"You're so picky."

"If you don't believe me, try it yourself. It really is sour."

"Forget it," Mom ignored me, looking displeased. "If you don't want to eat it, I'll just throw it out."