Sylvia pouted in frustration. She had been looking forward to this meal and had even posted about it on social media. Several friends had commented, curious about the dishes at this restaurant. If they didn’t eat, she wouldn’t get any photos to show off online!

“Dad,” Sylvia tugged at Michael’s sleeve, “I’m really hungry. If we can’t finish it, we could just call the brothers over, right?”

Michael’s stomach growled at that moment, reminding him how famished he was. He rubbed it, feeling his hunger pangs sharply. Yet he still said, “Not yet. We’ll save it for next time.”

Sylvia wasn’t satisfied and was about to protest when a knock...