If he leaves his eyes half-closed, he almost imagines he can see Kevin's reflection on the table-top, standing behind him, ready to tease for the lack of food in the house.
But no--it's only a trick of his tired old mind.
Blinking, Sol looks up, frown passing briefly across his face.
"And you? You and--Paul and Jen and--I don't remember who. I'm sorry, I wish I could. Kevin would have worried about all of you, too."
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Not like Kevin, his bright, bright boy.
He still hasn't looked up.
If he leaves his eyes half-closed, he almost imagines he can see Kevin's reflection on the table-top, standing behind him, ready to tease for the lack of food in the house.
But no--it's only a trick of his tired old mind.
Blinking, Sol looks up, frown passing briefly across his face.
"And you? You and--Paul and Jen and--I don't remember who. I'm sorry, I wish I could. Kevin would have worried about all of you, too."