Jason gazed at Devorah s lightly freckled face, so much like her father s. We were wondering where you were, David said, looking up at Jason. Jason flushed with irritation. Practice ran late, but I ll go get changed now. Make it fast.
Mom s about to light the candles.
Jason carefully balanced Leah on the stairs, snatching off the red ribbon and tossing it to David. She s going to kill herself with this. Then he raced up the stairs to his room, ignoring her squawk of complaint. As Jason stripped off his sweatpants and T-shirt and threw them toward his hamper, he glanced at the family photograph hanging over his bureau. It showed a woman with dark bushy hair laughing as a little boy tried to shovel snow.