The Premonition

LUTHER'S POV

A week after my mom and sister came to my room, my parents, Henry, Lilian, and I were at the dining table in the morning and were having breakfast of grilled chicken, vegetables, and cheese with the option of tea and coffee.

My dad and mom were sitting at each end of the table and I was sitting at the seat on the right side of my father while Henry was sitting on his left directly opposite me. Lilian was sitting beside Henry.

We were all silent as we ate and the only sounds in the dining room were the clattering of cutleries on dishes.

Three days ago, there was seemingly tension between my dad and mom, perhaps, as a result of the incident concerning Whitney that happened last week. However, they seem to have reconciled their differences cos I could see them smiling faintly at each other from time to time. They both seem to have gotten over the incident even though I know that it will continue to linger on their minds, perhaps, for the rest of their lives.

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