Chapter XXII
November 29, 2020
Daniel Further opened the garage door. He placed two beach chairs in the middle of
the garage and sat down in one.
“Grab a couple of beers,” he told William. The garage was heated but when Daniel
opened the door, a rush of cold air pushed the heat to the back.
William went into the fridge on the back wall of the garage and grabbed the beers.
His father had two six packs of Labatt Blue bottles. There was nothing else in the
fridge.
William sat down and handed his father a beer. Daniel twisted the cap off and threw
it into the trash can located a few feet away.
William mimicked his father, got the cap off but couldn’t make it in the bin. He
placed the beer on the ground, went to pick up the cap and place it in the trash.
“You could have waited until the end of the night to do that,” Daniel told his son.
“I'm sure that won't be the last time one of us misses a shot.”
They both took a swig from their beers.
“How are you holding up?” his father asked.
“I'm doing great,” William responded. “I thought it would be a lot harder but the
kids seem happier.”
“They should be,” Daniel told his son. “I knew it would be tough at first but kids