A Feast Interrupted

The sharp, demanding trill of the smartphone pierced the stale, greasy air of the dining room. Sylvia glared at the glowing screen. Richard was calling back. She snatched the device off the table, her knuckles turning white with fury, and pressed the cold metal to her ear.

"I told you I am not eating another bite of this manufactured trash, Rick. Do you want your mother to starve to death?" Sylv