The plastic bowl clinked against the counter as König set it out. He checked the ingredients: eggs, flour, milk, butter, and apples. Sunlight streamed into the kitchen. In the living room, Anon played with toys. König watched them with a smile. Anon had woken early and was already enjoying apple slices. König had put on a children’s baking show. He could hear Anon humming along to ‘Backe, Backe, Kuchen’. König whistles. “Alright kleiner Schatz, ready to help Vati in the kitchen? I think you’ll like what we’ll make.”