Jamie and Roxanna were camped out in his room, doing their homework and having snacks. So when the door opened, they heard it, looking up at each other with matching expressions of trepidation.
"I could go and tell him you're sleeping," Roxanna offered softly. "If you want to put it off a little while longer."
Jamie sighed and stood up. "No, it's probably best to get it over with," he said, sighing heavily. "Come on."
"Maybe I should-"
"No secrets in this house, remember?" Jamie asked, tugging her out of her chair. "Let's practice what we preach." So she followed him down the stairs and into the kitchen, trailing slightly as Jamie went into the kitchen.
"Hey Dad," he said, managing a small smile. "Nice to have you home. How are you feeling?"