Finished

Soren had eaten all but a bite of mashed potato.
"May I be excused?"
"Can you not have that last bite?"
"No, I really can't. Do you want it?"
Her mother shook her head.
"Can I go?" Soren asked.
"You're not finished."
Soren poked the mush with her fork.
"Mom, I can't, it's making me gag to think about it."
"My food is making you gag?"
"That's not what I meant."
"But it's what you said."
Soren sighed, poked some more, pushed the plate away, looked up and made eye contact with her sad, angry mother. "Mom, I'm just finished."