“Sam.” David moved back a step when I stopped near him. I felt Adam come up behind my elbow, but he remained quiet.
“Dad.” And I waited. Would he correct me?
He gave me a tight smile and I knew he wouldn’t. Instead he gestured towards the woman and Adam’s father. “Have you met my daughter? This is Samantha.”
The woman held out her arm and tried to melt me with her smile. “Hello, you’re so precious, so beautiful. Penelope.”
Adam’s father moved away from the woman and nodded. “Steven. I think we’ve met once.”
Adam spoke up, “No, dad. You didn’t formally meet her. We left the house early that day.”
“Oh yes, that’s right.” Then he turned to David. “David, what do you have planned for next week’s game? You think we’re going to pull out a win against Leers?”
David cleared his throat. “We’
