Dinner Plate

"Dinner time!" I hear my mom calling. I rushed down stairs greeted by a dinner plate full of food.

"Eat well." mom happily told me before disappearing into the kitchen. I started eating.

"I'm home!" I hear dad outside the door. I was still munching on the meal expecting mom to open the door. Dad kept knocking and door. "Open up!"

"Hey, mom!" I called. I heard no response from the kitchen. She must be busy.

I opened the door myself and found dad back from work. With mom.

"Sorry, dear." mom said. "Your dad rushed me to the hospital earlier. Ow. You must be hungry. Have you eaten yet?"