Carl was asked the same question, over and over, but he always had the same answer. He didn't know where he got the wooden angel from.
Tara was quiet for the longest time before she patted Rena's shoulder. "Just use your imagination," she suggested.
"I need to go back to cooking the burgers," Charles said, coming back to himself. "You all can continue to talk here."
While Charles returned to the barbecue, Rena showed Carl and Tara around the house. After the tour, they went to the garden to pick some fruits and vegetables.
When it was close to one o'clock, Charles had cooked all the burgers. He told everyone to sit at the table to have lunch and help themselves to all the fixings.
"Rena, what does your mother eat?" Carl asked.
Tara looked to Rena, as she also wanted
