"What are you spacing out for? Come eat." Lucas set dinner on the table. His voice pulled Iris back from her drifting thoughts. She answered and quickly looked away, moving to the table.
It was an elegant dinner, roasted lamb chops with rosemary potatoes, bright green roasted asparagus on the side, and a small basket of warm country bread. Iris felt her taste buds stirring to life. "I have not had a proper full meal since I got to Paris. The portions at the restaurants here are just too refined."
Lucas sliced another piece of bread for her and passed it over. "No leaving the asparagus, alright?"
She did not pick at a single thing. The two of them cleaned every plate. After dinner, she was banished to the living room to watch TV while he went to cut up some honeydew melon and strawberrie
