The dining table has been set. My mom’s chicken stew was in the center, and the other side dishes were surrounding it. I sat beside him, Mom and grandma were sitting in front of us.
“Let’s eat, everyone. Enjoy your food,” Mom said.
“I’ll savor it,” I said.
“I’ll enjoy the food, Mom,” he uttered. I heard my Mom gasps. Worried about what was happening, I looked at her. And there was nothing wrong. She was speechless for a moment and then she applause.
“Did you hear that, Mama? He called me ‘Mom’!” she looked so happy as she repeated it.
“Yes, I heard it. You don’t have to shout,” Grandma spoke in delight. Their eyes were sparkling in happiness. This was not a dream! I pinched myself and I was right.
“About the wedding. When will you marry my daughter?” Mom asked.
He touched my
