Most of all, Shaun liked the fact that he didn’t have to worry all the time when he was at work. He liked how Nathan didn’t crowd him, how he spoke slowly, how he held Dad’s hand or rubbed his back when Dad seemed anxious. Shaun watched him sometimes when Nathan and Dad sat together at the table, working on a puzzle.
Nathan was older than his predecessors-in his early forties-and obviously knew his stuff. He’d hired Nathan in late May, but it felt as if he’d been around for much longer. As he stepped out of his sweats and into his jeans, he caught the murmur of Nathan’s voice. He knew some of the others would be in costume, but his heart wasn’t in it. I’ll go get changed.” He handed over his dad’s plate, then went into his bedroom where he’d laid out a pair of black jeans and a light blue shirt. “Unless you’re going there in your sweats.” “Are you okay to help him eat?” Nathan arched his eyebrows, and Shaun sighed. “You’re not ready yet, are you?” Another gleam in his eyes. There was little use telling him Mom had passed away nine years ago. “Tell your mom to make me some French toast, would ya?” Shaun swallowed. Where does he go to, in those moments when it’s obvious his mind is somewhere else? Then Dad turned his head and stared at Shaun, his brow furrowed. He was staring at the TV, but Shaun doubted he was paying attention to the movie. Dad was in his recliner, the one he called all-singin’-n-dancin’ because of its many functions.
Chapter One October 31 Shaun Clark watched his dad from the living room archway. And all they could do was be there for him. Shaun had a hard row to hoe: once his dad had started along this path, they’d all known it was going to be a downward slope, one that would lead to an unhappy ending. I really do appreciate it.” Dylan lay on his back, listening to the change in Shaun’s breathing as he finally fell asleep. “I know there’s nothing I can say that will make your situation any better,” he whispered, “but… if you ever need me-whether it’s just a chat on the phone, or even a hotel room for the night when you need a break-I’m here for you.
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