Lyle shrugged. “I’m not afraid of the dark, Dad. Besides, Isaac and Hannah are already ready to crash, and I’m not really in the mood to read.”
“We could play a card game,” Randy suggested. “Dad’s kickass at Hearts.”
“Oh,” Henry drew the sound out in a double-count. “That’s a great idea! I’ve got a deck in the games room. We can pull down the card table and crack a beer, too!”
Lyle’s jaw tightened. “It would be, cool, yes. It’s just that I—”
“We can walk the neighborhood tomorrow, Lyle.” Vaughn grabbed a dishtowel off the counter and snapped it playfully at Randy. “Isaac will not be happy to hear you went out exploring without him.”
Randy snarled in mock-fury and tried to snag the towel from Vaughn. “Hearts it is then! But I’ll warn you now—watch your quarters! Dad’ll own every one of
