Only A Spoonful Novels & Stories

The portions prepared are few, but the amount will make them full enough to sleep soundly. "Delicious?" Abyan asked, who noticed Emma only took one spoon from each food. "It's delicious, and make sure you always bring me here when I'm hungry," Emma chuckled. "Then why only take one spoon only." "So that I can feel everything," Emma replied. "I think this one is delicious, so I suggest you finish it," Abyan said, pointing to one dish Emma had just scooped up. "Really? I'd better try." The portion of food called Abyan was tiny, so Emma enjoyed it slowly, just enjoying the taste more slowly and over time.

while she was switching on her laptop I grabbed the small bowl and the spoon to feed her medicine. "open your mouth" she glanced at bowl and my face in a weird way, she hesitantly opened her small mouth. As soon as drank a two spoonfuls of ginseng tea she scrunched her nose, it must be really bitter. After a few spoonfuls "Yea, I think that's enough, I don't want to drink anymore " saying she pushed the bowl towards the night stand. "Just a little bit more bambina" I tried to convince her but she she shook her head in side ways.

Just one big spoon was included for everyone to take food from the large bowl. As expected, Lawrence was the first as the eldest of the house to scoop out his portion of oatmeal. After him is Denzel, followed by Michelle. I waited patiently for my turn. I know I will be the last to scoop our food. Michael took his turn and Roxana did hers. After Roxana dropped the spoon I reached out for it. Immediately, she hit my hand, “Drop the spoon, am not done”. Everyone looked at me. Their faces showed no remorse. I don’t need their pity. I know everyday I stay there is a minus.

“This was made just for you. You deal with it.” If it had been anyone else handing this to his son, he probably would have lost it on the spot. But maybe it only looked and smelled terrible—maybe it actually tasted okay. Gale glanced at Raina, seeming to find confidence in her calm smile. With an eager expression, he reached out his tiny hand and picked up the little spoon. Raina smiled softly, eyes bright, and gave the bowl a gentle push. “Try it now, it won’t taste good once it cools.”

At the table, I placed a small bowl in front of Myra with the cartoon spoon I’d kept for a special guest. “For you,” I said. “He guards your soup.” She laughed. “He looks like a tiny wolf!” “Exactly,” Elijah said proudly. “He’s the moon-wolf spoon. Very rare.” Myra clapped her hands once, delighted. “I’ve never eaten with a wolf before. I love it.” I served the food. It was soft rice, light broth, and mild vegetables. I watched her eyes widen after the first taste. “Auntie, your cooking is indeed better than the chef’s at my house.”

She barely left the house except for quick runs to the store. One afternoon I stood in the kitchen holding a spoon, looking for the bowl I was sure I had set out. “Where did the bowl go? I was eating fruit earlier.” Adrian gently took the spoon from my hand. “You haven’t eaten yet today, Lena. Let me make you something.”

then he show me the lower part of the spoon written there was 'Damon A. I gasped, "What?!" "Should I consider that as a kiss?" Damon smirked, "After all, you told me that indirect kisses are still kisses." I stood up awkwardly and rushed to the sink then started brushing my whole mouth, I shouted from my disgust, "I've been using that spoon for days! That's just disgusting to think that it's yours!"

She did nothing when I said those words to her, and then her gaze fell on the spoon that I had put a little broth on, then blew it slightly for her tongue not to get any burn and I slowly put it on her mouth. She also ate only about five tablespoons, and after that she said to me that she do not want to eat anymore tablespoons. I didn't make it more to take long for me to give her a medicine and after a minute when she was started sweating I am glad that she looks more fine now than last night.

He can't handle it. "Come on." David said as he himself haven't taken even a single spoon. Alle you can't eat it. "I can." Alle... "I said I can V." Alex can't and he himself knows it. David was still looking at his hand that was holding the spoon tightly. Alex took the spoon slowly to his mouth, gave it a rest of few seconds and then shoved it in his mouth. "It's not that bad, I can handle it." Alex thought. As the first spoon didn't burn his throat that mean he can eat and it'll be hardly 10 spoons in his plate.

What is he talking about? ”You’re not a food, Stephen.” He looked me in the eye seriously. I was surprised when he suddenly grabbed the spoon that I was holding. He tastes it using that spoon. “I-That’s my spoon...” I murmured. “What?” “You have your own spoon.” and pointed it. “I prefer your spoon because it came out of your mouth.” I just kept my mouth shut because the conversation might go far.