Thea looked at Nick who was sitting in Pops’s normal place. His expression told her that he knew exactly what she was thinking. Pops had been alive the last time she had been at this table. “It was Christmas. I know that.” She shook her head. “I honestly don’t remember which one.”
“It was three years ago. They went off for Christmas in London and you came here,” Daniel said, meaning their parents.
“Yes.” Thea nodded. “That’s right. I actually spent the weekend here. I remember now.” She sighed. “It was wonderful.” The memories of that weekend had kept her going for a while.
Everyone was watching her a little too closely.
“This is delicious, Ouida,” Thea said, taking another huge bite of the lasagna.
“Here,” Daniel dipped out more and ladled it onto her plate.
Mel spoke up. “When you
