We all sat down to eat our dinner in heavy silence. The only sound breaking the strange stillness was Sam's animated voice as he enthusiastically recounted how he had helped me prepare the meal.
Smith nodded intermittently, offering a faint smile to encourage his son, though it was clear that his mind was elsewhere. He seemed distant and lost in his thoughts, as though his attention was only partially engaged in the present moment. Poor Sam, however, was blissfully unaware of the underlying tension and continued his lively chatter, even pondering why he couldn't colour a crow yellow instead of its usual black.
As a student from a well-off family, I appreciate the opportunities and privileges I have, but I've always wanted to carve my own path. My passion for writing has inspired me to explore this side and share my thoughts. I'm excited to connect with readers through my work. So, If you enjoy what I write and wish to support me, I'd be thankful. If not, that's perfectly fine too – I value all feedback on my journey.
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