And he stopped.

Lily noticed. She notices everything; she got it from him and it is the least useful inheritance he could have given her.

“What?” she said.

And Daniel said, “I was going to say it’s okay.”

“It is okay. It’s rice.”

“I know.” He put the pan in the sink and ran water into it, and it hissed. “I say that about everything. I said it that night. In the group chat. My mother wrote stop making her our problem and I typed it’s okay and then I went and cried in a bathroom.”