It Doesn’t Take Much To Make Me Happy
Danny Ate Dinner at the kitchen table where I was working.
This made my week.
I don’t remember the last time Danny ATE at the table. (Except when we were in Dade city. his computer was there.)
Danny hasn’t eaten with me in years.
I grew up with family who always ate together. It was the highlight of our day.
Bobby would never have thought about not eating at the table with me.