“This is really good, Dad,” she said.

“I’ve had them marinating since noon,” he said, slicing a big piece for himself.

“I figured we could use a good meal.”

I watched him top off my glass of tea.

He was attentive, keeping an eye on our plates.

This was the man who had built our back deck with his own hands.

“How did the geometry test go?” Richard asked.

“I think I passed,” Hannah said quietly.