Chapter 48 Daughter's Petulance

• Dinner is a tense affair. I had to whip up something quick yet nutritious.
• “Lenny, come down for dinner,” I holler once I have set the table. Isaac had offered to help, but I refused.
• When Isleen comes downstairs, she pauses at the foot of the staircase. Her eyes were pinned on Isaac. I surreptitiously glance at him. His gaze flickers toward me. I offer him a nervous smile before glancing back at Isleen.