are smart. They can sense when a parent is unhappy.”
“I could never sense you being unhappy,” William told his father.
“Well, I never was unhappy,” he responded. “Sure, I got lonely at times. It was
tough after your mother died. But I had you and your sister.”
He held out his beer. William clicked his bottle against his father's.
“That's all I needed,” he continued. “To know that you guys were doing well.”
“I know Willow's probably doing better than me,” William said.
“She probably is,” he agreed with a laugh. “But it's not a race. What's good for
one of you, won't be good enough for the other.”
“That's true,” William responded. He could see their breath on the air. He wished
he would have worn something more than a hoodie. His father wore a flannel shirt
and didn't seem affected by the cold.
“Have you tried meeting anyone?” Daniel pried.
“I haven't tried,” William replied. “I want the divorce to be finalized before I
start thinking about dating.”
“That's probably a smart move,” Daniel told his son. “I've heard about this app
called Tinder. You can try that once you’re ready.”
“I don't like the idea of online dating,” he told his father. “I'd rather try to
meet someone in real life.”
“Things have changed,” Daniel told him. “The world's a different place that has
left dinosaurs like us behind. We should probably adapt.”
“It may be too late for us,” William joked.
“Well for me, yes,” Daniel replied. “You could probably adapt. You are usually
pretty good at adapting to situations.”
Daniel took another drink of the beer.