Dan chuckled. “I could’ve used you during tax season, Lizie. Sam nearly cost us our refund.”
“Dad!”
The laughter around the table was small, but it was real. Lizie sat a little differently after that. Not relaxed, not yet, but slightly less braced.
After Dinner, Sam Handed Her a Banana and Said It Was a House Rule — and the Look on That Girl’s Face Was Something I Couldn’t Stop Thinking About
Lizie stood after dinner with the posture of someone who has learned to leave quickly, before she can become an imposition.
Sam intercepted her with a banana from the fruit bowl.
“You forgot dessert.”
Lizie blinked. “Really? Are you sure?”
“House rule. Nobody leaves here hungry.” Sam pushed the banana into her hand. “Ask my mom.”
Lizie clutched it the same way she clutched her backpack straps. “Thank you,” she said, quietly. Like she wasn’t entirely certain she deserved it.
