“UNCLE MAX!” BELLA SQUEALED, and hugged him. “It’s great to see you!”
“You too, kiddo. How was the flight back?”
“Much better than the one we took down,” Nathan said, cradling a still sleeping Charlie. “He nodded off when we hit cruising altitude.”
“Reminds me of Bella’s father, when the family left Germany in 1962 and came with me to America,” Max told them. “Daniel was about Charlie’s age, and he was the only one that didn’t have a problem at all. He slept almost the whole way. Speaking of traveling, I take it you’ve got some news for me,” he smiled as he pointed over his shoulder at the “For Sale” sign prominently displayed in their yard.
“Yeah,” Nathan said. “Sorry. We were going to tell you, but I got called to testify, and well...”
“It’s all right,” Max waved his hand. “Let me g
