"I said I can do it."
"What if you strain your hand? Your wrist? The doctor said to avoid as movement as much as possible."
"Just so you know, i was here when he talked and he did not say such a thing. Now let go of the spoon before I choose to bite you."
"As if you can. You let go."
"You know, Cai? I appreciate what you're doing. I really do. But there is such thing as 'too much help'. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I don't need your help to feed me. I can do it on my own."
I watch his eyes how hesitancy. But he's always thinking about it. To encourage him more, I wiggle the spoon in my hand. He still doesn't want to let go. I can read his face. I wasn't lying when I said I appreciated his help. But the second he tried to take my spoon to feed me, I just knew I had to st
