Michael Carpenter had learned many years ago that the secret to a happy marriage was to agree with one's spouse, and Michael found he rarely had to fake it. Charity was headstrong, sure, but she was a smart woman, grounded in every way. His love for her was pure and bright, and that carried over to their children.
He smiled brightly at Molly. Though he stood at the sink without aide, he struggled to take even just a few steps to the table. He sat, only because his legs couldn't take the pressure of his weight for long.