Fifteen
Gideon wrapped his father in a bear hug, glad beyond words to see him again. After a moment, Matthew held him at arm’s length to inspect him. Satisfied, he smiled.
“You look a lot better than the last time I saw you,” Matthew remarked. “Relaxed. Happy. I’m glad to see it.”
“You aren’t looking so bad yourself, Pops.”
“Well, happiness can be experienced vicariously, especially through one’s child.” Matthew craned his head to peer into the living room. “Where’s Hannah? That’s her car in the driveway, isn’t it?”
“Liam wanted to take her down to Hidden Beach. You know, I’m glad we decided to surprise him. He was thrilled to see her.” Gideon stepped aside to let his father into the cottage. They strolled into the kitchen. Matthew’s bags could wait a few minutes until they’d had time
