“Bonnie, you know I never eat anything that floats,” Luke grumbled as he glared into the soup bowl she’d passed him across the table. Dave cleared his throat and shifted uneasily in his chair when she set his serving in front of him. Peering curiously into the bowl, he asked, “What do you call them?” “Ping-Pong balls,” Luke sniped. “Quenelles,” Bonnie corrected calmly as she ladled soup from the porcelain tureen. Ignoring Luke, she directed her explanation to Darlene and Dave. “They’re similar to dumplings, only they’re made from meat instead of flour. I used chicken for these.” “Delicious!” Darlene pronounced after biting into one. Following his intended’s example, Dave took a cautious nibble, then smiled. “Different,” he declared, “but real good.” The three of them started on the first course of the delectable meal, which Bonnie had spent the afternoon preparing. She had made the dinner as a celebration of their family reunion and had added a silent plea for peace.
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