“Carter”. She hissed. “Enough of that language around the dinner table”. He shrugged got to his feet and walked towards the back of the house. “Leah is he okay?”. She asked.

Now would be the perfect timing for dinner to be ready. I was afraid the mood was going to turn sour, and everyone was going to go home hungry and annoyed.

“I’ll get him”. Jake spoke.

What I did notice was how my dad sat quietly observing everything. He hadn’t really said much throughout the time we ...