Graham stood on the deck looking over the lake, Tiger purring as he wrapped himself around Graham’s legs. The cat hadn’t ventured any farther than the deck as of yet, and Graham wasn’t sure he ever would. The older feline preferred the luxury of air conditioning most of the time.
With the sunrise, his dad had risen at his usual time. Life didn’t care that Graham had stayed up half the night. He sipped his coffee as he turned to look through the window into the living room. His dad was settled on the sofa, a book in hand. Graham still wondered just how much his dad actually read and made a mental note to watch him sometime to see if he really flipped any pages, or if the elder man was just lost in the words.
Marc was in the shower and planned to head out soon. Graham had missed his friend
