We couldn't afford to buy bread - and some were scoffing at having to make our own... as if they were too good. It was soft and I had them try it.. they were resistant to say it was good due to their previous protesting.
I was cooking something on the stove... my middle sister was there... she had been dipping into chili she made on the other burner... I asked her if she wanted some of what I was making. She said she didn't want to take if it was going to have to last a while...
Dad was in the background and made some crack about not liking meat, very sarcastically of course.- But it wasn't a jab at me.. he was just trying to be funny.
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