This is a short paragraph inspired by the book “Handle with Care”, written by Jodi Picoult.
The family was seated at a large booth in the local Chinese restaurant. They didn’t usually eat meals together unless they went to a restaurant and were forced into having quality family time. The talk was minimal and awkward at best until the waiter began to bring out their meal: plates full of pork fried rice, steamy sesame beef, simple white rice, spicy orange chicken, and their famous scrumptious egg flour soup. Instantly it was if they were a family again, not a congregation of strangers forced to spend time together. They were asking each other to pass plates of this or that food, loading out portions of soup for one another. At one point the dad asked the youngest son if he would like some of the orange chicken dish, which lifted the boy’s spirits since that was the nicest thing his father had said to him since… well, the last time they ate at a restaurant together.
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