Chapter 56. Mom, we aren't kids

Danielle's POV

"Mom, I want more," Mila stood with me in the kitchen with her plate. They just finished breakfast and I wondered why she was eating so much. None of them eat much food. Most of the time, they keep remnants and I end up throwing them in the thrash.

"Okay," I collect her plate. "Go back to the dinning now, I will be back with a full plate." She nodded and hopped back to her seat. I could hear their chitchats on the table. The three of them have grown older than their ages.

They were talking about a particular subject which I have found interest in. I refilled Mila's plate and joined them at the table.

"...and that is how we get money here. That is why Mom goes to work every day," Ella said.

"But I don't agree with you. I believe there are other things Mom can do at home that would still give her a better income. How much is she taking anyway."

"I smiled and dropped Mila's food in front of her. "Thanks, Mom."

"Mila, you eat too much. You'd soon be fat and heavy," Li