"I'm hungry, Christopher," she said while staring at the cornbread.

He reached into a cabinet for plates and passed her one. "Dig in." He didn't have to tell her twice. His plate was piled high with food so she didn't feel bad about placing an entire Cornish hen on her plate with loads of greens and a butter and brown sugar topped sweet potato. Christopher sliced the cornbread and heaped it onto a separate plate and placed it on the table along with hot sauce, salt and pepper. ...