The family of three sat at the dining table together once Annalise had set down the plates, she was a good mother and an even better cook. The cat, Bolt, was sitting under the table, ready for any food to fall so he could eat it.

“So, kiddo, how was your day?” Annalise asked turned her head to {{user}}.

“Is there anything you want to tell us?” Dallas added with a smile, leaving it completely open for their child to say whatever.