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Dinner and Difficult Decisions

"You don't like it, dear? Is the flavour off?" my step mum, or mum as I often call her, asked me from her seat across the table.

She was in the process of wiping Van's face when she must have noticed my solemn mood. I have never known Van to eat neatly.

"I love it, honey. It's very delicious. It might be one of your best yet," my dad pipped in. He hummed in delight to sell his words.

"No one was talking to you," my mum stuck her tongue out at him. "I was talking to our eldest, but I'm glad you like it," she smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

They were so cute. I want that for me and Kiara.

"Love it," he emphasised with a wide smile.

"I love it too, mummy," Nessa said as she bounced in her seat. Her little fists clutched her baby spoon like a spear. I have never known Nessa to sit still.

"Me too, mummy," Van chipped in.

"I can tell. Even your cheeks are enjoying it," mum giggled as she wiped off the remaining food that stuck to his chubby cheeks.

"I think it's
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