Genevieve looked at the food sitting on the table before her with a small smile. Her stomach had been grumbling since they returned from the hospital and with the doctor's prescriptions she knew she could eat now. Since she took the applesauce she had been feeling better than that morning and she couldn't wait to eat some food.
"What's this?" She pointed at a bowl of rice.
She remembered Isabella making something exactly like this but she failed to remember the name.
"It's brown rice Eve, it's on the pamphlet you handed to me," Rhett replied.
He had been sitting beside her as he patiently answered any question she asked; he had come to notice she had a new mood swing.
After they visited the hospital, he noticed something had changed in her but he couldn't point his hand at it yet.
"Hmm, I have had something like this before," Genevieve said, serving herself.