Booker smiled a little and yes it was sad and there were a few tears in his eyes but that was how it always was when he thought of his family. He would never stop grieving them. "I can be sad with you. You'll make me smile a few minutes later."

They wouldn't wallow. He wouldn't wallow in it. It wasn't like that night she found him drunk. That was a very bad night.

"And it's no hardship to spend a little time now admiring you in the sun." He brought her hand up and kissed her knuckles like he was a proper gentleman.