Her guilt didn't stop her from shoving another dripping slice of carb-laden wheat goodness into her mouth, though I could tell from the way Kami's face twisted at the sight of me she struggled with her choice. I kept my expression as unjudging as possible and settled next to her, even smiling while she barely chewed, swallowed a giant mouthful and took another massive bite, this slice loaded down with a huge heap of Mom's strawberry jam dripping from the edges.
"Mom's the best cook, isn't she?" I helped myself to a piece, though with a bit more reserve when it came to the toppings. Kami took my participation as acceptance and beamed around the mouthful she fought to consume.
When she finally swallowed, she hugged herself, groaning softly. "This is the yummiest," she said, sing-songing the words. "Just the yummiest yummy I've ever had. Thank you, Lucy. You're the best."