"Don't you have anything to offer either than just being plastic" l retorted not in the mood for stupid childish games. I placed Akia back in her booster seat, thankfully the mess on the table and chair had been cleared
I placed her prepared plate in front of her, and she took he little plastic spoon and started feeding herself as a way to keep herself company while the grown ups were speaking. Not that any talking place as everyone was focused on their meals, breaking the silence when they needed someone to pass them a certain dish. I picked at my food not having an appetite, as the negative thoughts of my first day at work consumed me.
As soon as dinner ended, the maids came to collect all the excess food and dirty dishes while clearing the tables. While this was going on my mom introduced John to my father who quickly hit it off discussing soccer and rugby. Feeling left out, Mr Keys joined the conversation.
