“How’s the pizza?”
I jumped startled at the sound of his voice breaking into my thoughts. “It’s good. Delicious.”
He grinned and popped a mushroom into his mouth. “Told you.”
I smiled back. “This is a nice ‘tradition’,” I said softly, so that only he heard me. I didn’t want to cause the children any pain since I wasn’t sure how much or how little he talked with them about their mother. “More families should do this together. I wish my family had something like this.”
“You don’t see them much?”
I nodded. “I do, but Daddy’s always busy with work stuff. Mother has her ladies’ group and her sorority functions. They’re always at one fundraiser event or another. I can’t keep up.”
“What about you?”
“Me? I’m a semester away from graduating and I guess I’m just trying to figure out what I wa
