The entire morning was spent just like that. Both my Pops and I sat on the dining table as we shared a hot soup he made for breakfast. It is savory and delicious. It has some potatoes, peas, and carrots. They are well cooked and the chicken in it added more flavor to the soup. This is actually my comfort food and it never fails to bring delight to my stomach and soul. It is a cozy chicken curry soup, a favorite dish of mine that my Pops usually make whenever I feel not fine. I can still remember the days when I went home crying with some bruises on my body and my Pops would immediately go up to me and hush me. He will also cook the said dish to make me feel better.
I told him about everything. I made sure I didn’t leave or forget any single information about my adventure on the Cildreth D
