Ricky was standing behind him, looking over his shoulder.
What are you doing, Dad? She looks familiar.
Nothing. Just dawdling. It's Saturday. Ricky did I ever tell you I love you?
Yeah.
Don't ever forget it.
Dad, I won't. You know I'm not a kid any more.
Do you feel pretty grown up?
I do. I feel like I understand you a lot better. All the stuff you've been through since Mom died.
You've been through a lot, too, Ricky. Maybe we'll go surfing together. Catch some big waves.
Ricky laughed.
He walked over to the counter and refilled his glass with milk. He was still growing, wide shouldered and strong. Al thought it was a shame he wasn't playing football. He could have carried the entire program.
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