Giving up on getting their attention, he moved around the island, stopping at my father’s legs. I watched as he seemed to hesitate before reaching up and tugging on the leg of his pants. Wordlessly, my father reached down and lifted him onto his lap, not making a big deal of it, as he set his plate of cake in front of Sean. Diving for the cake, Sean started to shove it into his mouth, sitting contently on my father’s lap as he ate. Ollie and Tadhg turned to watch their little brother, both eyeing my father with wary curiosity.
