A poor grandpa

After witnessing the amount of food Scarlet ate during breakfast, that single ice cream had an even greater weight on Luther's heart.

«Do they always eat so much meat? For breakfast?» he inquired.

The twins didn't even wince but continued eating while the three adults froze in place and exchanged nervous glances as if Luther had talked about something extremly secret.

Their kids were gluttons, okay, but... Was there any need for such a nervous reaction? Were they so ashamed of it?

They didn't look like Robert's family, he thought. That man would feel no shame for the amount of food he could have in a short while.

«They took after their grandfather!» he exclaimed. «I remember Robert could eat a whole platter filled with meat and feel okay. It was weird to see, at first, but I got used to it... Just, isn't it a little early to start with huge meals?»

«B-breakfast is the most important,» Lara tried, glancing at Nate in search of inspiration.