Would it be so bad if he ate with us every day? Like Lenka’s and Dimka’s and, yes, almost all our guys sit at the table all together, and we almost never do that...Now, for example, Grandma is still laying the table for four people when she knows almost for certain that Dad won’t come. I asked her once why she does this; wasn’t it annoying to set an extra place on the table every time? And she told me that in decent homes the table must be set for everyone, except when someone was away or had specifically warned that he would not be home for dinner.
-My dad talks to me so differently, -Lenka said dreamily. I already knew what she was going to come up with. -First of all, my father is so happy when he sees me, he has never left for work without saying good-bye, he always does that. I get heavier every day, but he still lifts me up and kisses me, every day, even if I get a bad mark. Secondly, almost every day he calls from work and talks to me, especially when he knows that I’m alone at home, and he ask how I am. Thirdly, most of all in life he loves to walk around city with me...