When Adam saw the bag in the other boy's hand, he ran straight toward him and snatched it away. Then he quickly opened it, pulling out a bundle of fruit and bread, and sat on the ground to eat ravenously, as if he hadn't tasted food in days.
The other boy and I just watched him in silence. In my whole life, I had never seen anyone eat like that. I remembered what my mother used to tell me when I was younger, "Don't eat so fast, you'll choke like that."
Without thinking, I said quietly but clearly.
"Eat slowly. If you eat that fast, you'll die."
He raised his head toward me, still chewing the bread in his mouth, then grabbed all the food and clutched it in his lap. His tone turned cautious as he spoke to the other boy.
"Who's this? And why did you bring her here?"
The boy answered simply, gesturing toward me.
"She's my father's friend's daughter."
