"Eat!" Debbie demanded as she pointed a sharp red nail tipped finger at the plate before him.
Brian was still recovering from his treatments, food was the last thing on his mind. He was rapidly losing weight. Debbie would have none of that.
Brian winced.
"Please, honey, for me. Eat," Debbie said gently cooing as if to a frightened bird.
Brian sighed, picked up his fork and ate.