The moon began to rise.
The family sat around the dinner table.
Because there were more children today, the meal was more lavish than usual.
Cecilia Adler kept putting food into Claire Jocelyn's bowl. "Eat up. You need to get plump and healthy."
"Mhm, yes, Sister. I'm eating. You should eat too. Your food is so delicious," Claire Jocelyn said, her mouth greasy from the food.
Cecilia Adler smiled, pressing her lips together.
Christal Russell's four children were eating and playing.
Her expression darkened as she watched Claire Jocelyn devour all the meat on the platter. "There wasn't much meat to begin with, and now we have someone who only eats meat."
Cecilia Adler retorted, "Was there not enough meat for you? Look at the ribs in front of you. How many are there? Compare them to everyone else's. You've been eating all the best parts, too."
Ian Quincy added, "I'm the one who bought the ribs today."
Christal Russell: "..."
