Seated around the dining table were familiar faces, feeling more like a real family than relatives.
Auntie Delia didn't hold with the rule of remaining silent while eating; chatting and joking over dinner was the norm, especially since they hadn't seen each other in quite some time. There was no shortage of topics to discuss.
Auntie Delia picked up some vegetables and meat with her chopsticks, placing portions into both of their bowls.
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