"What are you doing here, dear?" Nervously, I scratched my neck as I made my approach.
Asher proudly unveiled his offerings: a perfectly ripe avocado, its creamy green flesh contrasting with the rough, golden crust of a slice of whole wheat bread. "Can you feed me, mom?"
"Of course." I nodded in agreement, a warm smile on my face, and gracefully picked up the plate to offer him his favorite meal. "Has Sawyer had his dinner yet or is he still waiting for his delicious meal?"
"He's already asleep because he did what Mr. Frost told him to do!" Asher opened his mouth eagerly as I gently spooned the warm, homemade meal into his waiting mouth. His eyes sparkled with anticipation as he savored each bite, a small smile forming on his face.
"Mr. Fork?" I raised my right eyebrow, finding that na
