Richard’s Early Morning Brunch
As the first light of dawn crept over the horizon, Richard was already up and buzzing with energy, charging through the house with grand plans for a family brunch. He moved with purpose, assigning tasks like a man on a mission, his voice brisk and full of authority. The rich scent of coffee filled the air, blending with the clatter of breakfast preparations. Yet beneath it all, the tension simmered—the contrast between Richard’s oblivious confidence and the truth waiting to surface made the atmosphere almost electric.
Richard’s Early Morning Brunch
Assigning Kitchen Roles
With the authority of a seasoned general, Richard barked out kitchen assignments. “Mark, you handle the eggs,” he called over his shoulder, completely oblivious to the unspoken weight hanging in the room. One by one, the others fell into line, taking their places without question, while Richard marched on, blind to the tension threading through every interaction. Beneath the surface of this forced harmony, the truth remained hidden—quiet, steady, and waiting.
Assigning Kitchen Roles
