And Mom and I had lunch at Pirandello’s!”
Her father nodded as she spoke but said nothing. She was afraid he was going to drift off again, so she said the first thing that came to mind. “How was your day, Dad?”
He seemed a little taken aback, but replied, “It was okay. Nothing special. It’s not very exciting work…” He seemed to look inward for a moment, then continued, “…and I guess that’s a good thing.”
Jane looked at him questioningly and he went on. Well, the old job paid a lot better, you know that, but there was a lot of pressure all the time. Too much pressure for me, I guess. That’s why…well, you know.”
He looked down and didn’t see Jane’s nod. When he looked up again he changed the subject somewhat by saying, “Did your Mom tell you we’re going
