The clinking of the cutlery as they scrape food from the plate fills the room, accompanied with light chatter. It is a strange scene to watch, for Zane. Usually, his parents stress over how table mannerisms are important and he shouldn't speak while eating.
But this evening, it seems like they bottled everything they taught him and flung it into the depth of the sea. They engage the kids in conversations even though he is sure his parents can't understand most of the blubbers his kids utter, but he sees the joys resplendent in their eyes.
Both of their eyes sparkle with the youthful vibrance he once saw when he was younger. The smiles on their faces provide a pathway where he can see his parents as their younger selves.
Seeing them this happy makes his heart flutter and feel light. If h
