"What is little Lyndon trying to do?" She asked staring at him with a raised brow.

"I want to eat by myself mum. I eat by myself in school. That's what big boys do. Can I pweese?" Violet bit onto her lips and stared at him for a while before nodding. "Go on. But no spilling of that on the floor or even on your top. Deal?"

"Deal" he smiled, washed his hands once more, and dug in ignoring the fork she placed for him.

Violet watched him eat for a while to be sure that he won't spill any on the floor and when it came out he wasn't...