Elderly couples lingered over coffee long after finishing breakfast. Every morning at eight, Adrian parked outside and carried Lucas through the front door himself.

The child would reach for Hannah before Adrian even removed his coat.

“You could pretend to miss me,” Adrian told him one morning. Lucas laughed and launched himself into Hannah’s arms. “He sees you all day,” Hannah said.

“I’m his father.”

“And I have cinnamon rolls.”

“That’s unfair competition.”