Chapter 24: All We Know
"It's delicious, Mrs. King," I say. We are all sitting at the table, eating dinner that, I assumed was made by Mrs. King. "Thank you, dear." She says. "I would let the chef know that the Princess liked his food." I smile, not knowing what to say, and return to my food. My weak attempt at breaking the awkward silence that was set on the table failed miserably. No one knew what to say to the other, no one knew how to act, and all that. Aiden's dad, Mr. King was sitting stiffly at the head of the table, eating his food and not looking at any of us. While Mrs. King was sitting to his right, trying every so often to also break the cold silence but also failing miserably. Aiden was sitting next to me, to his father's left and my right. I asked them not to mess up their sitting because of me,
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