“Oh, why are you just staring at the food? What's wrong, my dear?” Grandpa asked when he noticed I wasn't moving to put food on my plate.
It's lunchtime, and the three of us are sitting at a dining table full of food. But I just don't have any appetite.
“Don't you like the food that's been prepared? Want me to whip up something else for you?” Nana asked me.
“No need, Nana, thank you.” I sighed. “I just don't seem to have an appetite, maybe because I'm not feeling hungry yet. I think I'll just have lunch at school. I have to go.” I stood up, approached both of them, and kissed their cheeks. “Alright, Grandpa, I'll leave you and Nana now. Enjoy your meal, both of you.”
“Hey, are you alright? You're not feeling sick, are you?” Grandpa asked as I was leaving.
“Don't worry, Grandpa, I'm ok
