"I'm stuffed" said Veronica as she finished off the last slice of pizza.
"I wouldn't be surprised" laughed Ziad as he looked at the table filled with empty boxes and food containers.
"Hey, don't be mean." and she swatted him playfully on the arm. "Thank you for that".
Ziad turned to face her completely and he took her hand in his. "Habibi, we do need to talk about what happened. You know that, right?"
"Does dad know? And where is he, by the way?" She softly asked, her eyes downcast in shame.
"He had to fly out for a meeting and no he doesn't know, which is why I wanted to talk to you about this. You're an adult now, but you're also his child. Shouldn't we tell him?"
"Please don't. He doesn't have to know. We didn't even get a chance to talk after mom died. Why would we be able to ta
