The dining room is small as compare to the other rooms of the house. Jonah and Stephen are sitting next to each other. At least he likes my brother. I thought to myself.  Meal is already there and everyone is eating. Nobody notices my presence except Michael.

"Come in, Alice. Have a seat." He says in his kind tone and I sit next to him.
"What would you like? " he asks.

"Spaghetti, please." I tell him. Just as I say that, Stephen reaches out his hand to pass me the bowl when Michael takes it from his hand and give it to me.

"Here's the spaghetti." He says. I can see Stephen's face turning red with either anger or disappointment.

"Thanks." I say and take it from his hand. The rest of the meal is eaten silently for five minutes when finally Jonah breaks the ice.

"It's delicious. Everything. I think my mom should take few cooking classes from Miss Nancy." He jokes and I glare at him.

"Hahaha. No boy," Michael replies, " It's a fact that we understand the value of every blessing that is given to us only when it's taken away. Besides, Charlotte cooks very well." He smiles.

" I agree with you." I tell Michael. Just when I say it, Stephen gets up from his chair and leave the room, saying, "I'm done. See you after a nap dad."

And then he's gone.