Mr. Stein’s Proposition II

Thirty minutes later, they were seated opposite each other in the cozy restaurant with their meals set before them. They had already begun dining on their pick of the delicious African dishes, including spiced lamb, vegetables, and various stews that Zachary couldn't identify.

"This food is really delightful," Zachary said after swallowing down a piece of lamb. "It reminds me of home."

"That's why I selected the place," Mr. Stein said, looking up from his plate and fixing his gaze on Zachary. "You seem to really miss your home."

"Home is not what I miss, to be exact," Zachary said, shaking his head. "Rather, it's my grandma that I miss. She must be living alone in Lubumbashi, and I feel guilty for leaving her there."

"Don't worry about her," Mr. Stein said, sighing. "I'm sure that what makes her happiest is seeing you succeed rather than keeping her company. I'm saying this from experience as a parent who's also a grandparent."