Today, Agnes pointed out that there was still some watermelon left. Today is Friday. What happened?
Since Sunday night, Thomas has been diligently asking for food every two hours in the evenings. Consequently, at best we ate together, most often we ate one after the other, and never we made it to dessert.
The leftover watermelon is the painful signal that we did not have an peaceful evening in a week.
Let's hold this will change or we will have to start with dessert.
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