Delial's Dinner

You open a door to a room, not but like your parent’s kitchen, filled with the smell of a meal cooked with love. A tear rolls down your face as you leave that horrid place behind. It has a dinner table, seated with people you’ve never met, as welcoming as a family you’ve never had. A woman in the kitchen beckons you to sit. She brings out food to the table, and once everyone has been served, you eat. After you finish eating, you take your leave, the conversation and food leaving you with a warm feeling in your chest.