Downstairs, Alonzo and Angelo sat at the dining table, enjoying their breakfast. Their older brother, Tatum, had prepared it for them, just as he did every morning. Every day, Tatum made something different, and it was always delicious. The boys had gotten so used to his cooking that they could hardly eat the food at school, comparing it to pig slop.

Alonzo, being an elementary school student, didn't have to worry too much-his school was close to home, and since he was only in first grade, he didn't stay on campus. That meant he could come home for lunch and dinner.

Angelo, a year younger, was still in kindergarten. While breakfast was available at school, he refused to eat it there and insisted on eating at home.

To enjoy Tatum's cooking, the little guy would wake up before dawn on his own, without any need for the adults to call him. He dressed himself, washed up, and carried his schoolbag into the big room, ready for breakfast.

"Brother Tatum," Alonzo suddenly asked, "Did my sister come home last night? She's usually up by now, but I haven't seen her."

cold seasons of spring and winter. No one else could wake him up-except for Elora. He was a little afraid

woke up on his own, checked the time, and got up for breakfast without

and took a seat across from Alonzo. Looking at his future brother-in-law with gentle eyes, he said, "Your sister came home very late last night. She had a bit to drink, so

a headache when she woke up. Tatum had already prepared honey water

coffee. But if she decided to take it easy, he'd take her for a walk after breakfast and convince her

and Angelo

Dad gets drunk, he gets a fever and a

ever seen Elora drunk before. She drank

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