Happy birthday, son!”.
Nathaniel blew out a breath before he leaned back into his seat, he glanced at his wristwatch, it was pretty much far into the day and his parents were just calling, because they had only also just remembered.
“Thank you”. He said dryly.
He heard them chuckle from the other side.
“Why do you sound so down?”. His father asked. “It’s your first birthday as a married man”.
“Yeah, still feels like the previous ones”. He said. “And uh…I’m occupied at the moment”.
“You’re going to work yourself to death, son”. His mother said. “You can’t make Catherine a widow so soon”.
He heard them laugh richly like an extremely funny joke had been told.
“So you’re worried about her not me?”. He asked them.
“Oh quiet will you”. His mother dismissed his question. “Tell you wha
