Chapter 50 Tell Him Straight Up

As if he hadn't had anything good to eat for years, I watched as Tyler grabbed the table knife in his right hand and a fork in his left. He quickly began cutting the piece of meat into tiny pieces, loading them onto his fork before hurriedly swallowing them. Seeing him eat like that, resembling a dirty pig in a refuse area, I couldn't help but express my irritation with a scrunched-up face. Then I asked him, 'Are you so starved that you have to behave like a pig in front of me?'